November 07, 2005
Another Letter From Dad
He got the address right on this one!
For The Blog: Recovery? 11/2/05
My feet and legs hurt like hell. They've got me up to 8 diuretic pills per day now and I'm pissing like a racehorse. But the swelling isn't going down. They ran a check on my liver and my enzymes are all fucked up, but I should return to normal function in a couple of weeks with no permanent damage - as long as I don't drink again.
The swollen feet and legs serve one useful purpose - they get me out of Group Recreation, so I can write instead of play volleyball or pitch horseshoes. Working in some free time around here isn't easy. I even have fucking homework at night.
What the hell. This place isn't supposed to be fun. It's supposed to save my life.
I hope it does.
Great to hear from you - we were starting to worry ;)
"It's supposed to save my life."
Posted by: Maggie on November 7, 2005 04:21 PM
Great to hear you are at least showing some progress in your recovery, now when they let you go substitute a lot of "rare' meat for the booze and rebuild that liver. The hell with the animal rights nuts.
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