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    Bruun's Titting UP

    So glad you got some sleep. Yes, the nasal protocol sounds nasty, but I employ the same tools. ugh.
    Triple ugh to the DE. That stuff is friggin' nasty. Tastes like what it is. Dirt. Even the liquid human form. ugh.

    I'm proud of you for the decisions you're making, for what that's worth. (not much! alas.)
    I'll pm you about the bac. If I forget, I'm in, pm me!
    xo, sister!
    Neva Eva!

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      Jesus Bruun, you are doing so well! Maybe you are one of those people that hit the switch on the way down?

      Either way, this is great. Don't feel a heel if you decide to have a pint though!

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        Bleep, you must have been spying on me last night. I cracked the wine bottle open, had three glasses. And MASSIVE GI fallout this AM, I won't go into the details except to say I'm throwing those clothes away.

        It was going to by my day 7AF. Anyways, so what, I'm not going to drink tonight. I've prayed for help and I've told my body to refuse the alcohol. Which apparently it is doing...

        Mind you, I was raised Catholic (not a happy one, more a scared one) and then threw it over as a teen because it was oppressive to women and mangled my feelings about sex. In college I went athiest first, then all fundamentalist, then threw that off too. Too much hyprocracy and again, the oppression of women. So then I just refused to think much about God, was angry at God most of my life, and it took me until my 40's to get beyond that and realize that I was blaming all my mistakes in life on God. And yes, I do believe there is a God or a spirit world. So I've been praying for help from angels or spirits or whatever can help me. I know that sounds awful and corny, but I read alot of books and the latest ones have been life after death stuff, and I've had a couple of friends die this past year or two, and so it's been on my mind. The theory is that God or angels or anyone cannot intercede on your behalf due to "free will" without you asking, so I'm asking.

        Anyhow, we'll see how it goes. MWO has been really wonderful for me too.

        Thanks for your encouragement, everyone. I need it!

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          Sorry, as usual I have nothing of worth to add, but this made me laugh heartily:

          Bruunhilde;1065979 wrote: Bleep, you must have been spying on me last night. I cracked the wine bottle open, had three glasses. And MASSIVE GI fallout this AM, I won't go into the details except to say I'm throwing those clothes away.
          :wd:


          Mind you, I was raised Catholic (not a happy one, more a scared one)
          Snap. The years roll by but the Catholic guilt remains intact.

          The unexamined life is not worth living

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            Bruun,

            Gosh I could have written that myself! On one of my drunk phone calls I called my mother and let her know exactly what I thought about the Cathoic religion and all the BS accociated with it. The sex thing too! A priest asked me a question in confession about boys when I was a teenager and I almost fell out.
            And yes, my counselor told me we have some kind of guilt trigger which I tend to believe I myself need to fix. Good post Bruun and the clothes thing...been there done that.
            I do believe prayers are answered if you have enough faith in them.

            Good luck,

            Lady
            The hardest arithmetic to master is that which enables us to count our blessings.

            *Don't look where you fall, look why you slipped*

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              OMG the drunk phone calls. Is anyone lame enough like me to watch Glee? The latest episode was about alcohol awareness. The Glee coach drunk called the wrong woman ... it was so classic, as was the Glee club party where all the girls either turned into sluts, needy/lovey, mean, funny or whatever their thing was. Interesting the guys weren't analyzed like that, I just realized. Hmph.

              Lady, if you learn more about how to dispell that trigger, share with me, I'd really like to zap that demon. Guilt is like a hangover.

              Thanks for commisserating with me today Murph and Lady, really it helps me. I love you guys! You are my new Facebook friends and much more. I rarely even use FB anymore, it just bores the crap out of me. Oh wait, there IS no crap in me.

              LOL

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                Bruun,

                My daughter-in-law watches Glee and I caught the end of that episode.
                The crap out of you...LMAO.
                I could start a thread about drunk phone calls. I wouldn't even know I called someone until they called me back and it was "oh shit, what did I say now"....????
                It became a nightly thing...I thought it was always funny that I couldn't remember crap but I could always remember those damn phone numbers:dang:

                Thanks for the laugh,

                Lady
                The hardest arithmetic to master is that which enables us to count our blessings.

                *Don't look where you fall, look why you slipped*

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                  I HATE that. I put a moratorium on dialing anyone after I got halfway through a bottle of wine. That's the magic point where you think it will be fine, but then you stay on the phone with the person through the bottle and the next couple of drinks/beers whatever, and all hell breaks loose. The last call I made was to a good friend, who I don't relate well to anymore (because she's boring as all hell), I told her I couldn't relate to her and apparently after awhile said we're no longer friends. In spite of the fact that I kinda feel that way, it's no fault of hers, and I don't really want to break a 30 year friendship based on lack of common ground.... and I don't remember even calling her. :upset:

                  No mo' no mo' no mo' no MO! Hit the road, Jack (this is me talking to the AL).

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                    Bruun,

                    LOL, you go girl! I don't remember 1999 calls I have made in the last 2000, so that means I remember one..(but I doubt it) LOL, you are my buddy in laughs.
                    How is your blood pressure?


                    Thanks
                    Lady
                    The hardest arithmetic to master is that which enables us to count our blessings.

                    *Don't look where you fall, look why you slipped*

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                      Thanks Lady,

                      Isn't it nice to be able to share our darkest secrets and LAUGH about them in company of people who relate, who totally understand? I so appreciate that!!!! xxoo

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                        It's text messages for me. I'll wake up in the morning and see a stupid message I sent to someone the previous night. It's a horrifying feeling.
                        Stan... Edo Stan... "shaken, not stirred"

                        Started baclofen on February 16th. Now at 210mg divided into six doses per day. You do the math.

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                          Hi Edo, thankfully everyone here pretty much has done the same thing over and over and over.

                          Keep your phone on OFF when you get past a certain point. Seriously, it's injured my relations with family and friends, and made me the fool in public that I think I only am in private, save holidays!

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                            Well, a bottle of wine last night, which means for the week I had two bottles of wine. Actually a great record for me, but still, I feel I could keep drinking more and more as I heal (my gut) which is the dreaded spiral out of control I so want out of my life.

                            Took 10-20mg bac, and my bp was 152/91 at bedtime, when I take my pills. I blame it on all of the above, lack of exercise, and my weight. I've lost about 7lbs since titting down from 80mg, and my bp is generally under control, except at night when I'm due to dose it. I will have to start measuring nightly so I can be sure. I usually measure mid-day and it's been borderline okay. I worry about my kidneys since hypertension injures them over time.

                            I feel so terrible, I had my dog in the back of the car today, and his head was out the window when I pushed the button to close it, I pushed the wrong window button and practically strangled him. OH. MY. GOD. :upset: Poor sweet boy. I suddenly realized what I had done, it was only about five seconds, but he was struggling and trapped and traumatized. What the HELL is wrong with me...??? Sometimes I think I need a partner just to protect myself and my animals from me. And no, I wasn't taking anything. It's just my normal retarded self.

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                              Bruunhilde;1066797 wrote: Hi Edo, thankfully everyone here pretty much has done the same thing over and over and over.

                              Keep your phone on OFF when you get past a certain point. Seriously, it's injured my relations with family and friends, and made me the fool in public that I think I only am in private, save holidays!
                              I don't know if it's just my introverted hermit-like personality (before, not now!), but it never even occurred to me to call someone when I was drinking. I was too busy having a good time drinking and doing whatever else, all by my damn self! :H

                              Brrun, I completely know how you feel about the dog/window!! I would absolutely beat myself up over that too. But don't worry, dogs have very short memories! :l He wasn't hurt, so don't fret. I always give my dog a warning when I'm getting ready to close the window, but I'm pretty sure that even if I didn't, she'd pull her head back in pretty quickly when she realized what was happening!
                              If it's any consolation, I also do retarded things all the time, w/out being on anything.
                              Better Living Through Chemistry

                              Switched at 180mgs of Baclofen on 1/31/11, and again on 10/8/11 at 200mgs.

                              Could've been a swan on a glassy lake, could've been a gull in a clipper's wake. Could've been a ladybug on a windchime, but she was born a dragonfly.
                              ~Clutch

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                                LOL Is, you're too sweet and funny, thanks for the counsel. xxoo

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