In the past 3 years, I've kind of gone from fairly athletic still, at the very least active, to two broken wrists, one with surgery, a broken big toe, jacked up shoulder issues ongoing, and now, I have been diagnosed with osteopenia in spine and right hip, and osteoporosis in my left hip.
I'm pretty shook. I've never felt old before, could bounce back to exercising. Now I still can't put much weight on my hands, a regular dog walk threw my shoulder out, and now I need to be careful not to fall or do certain movements.
I'm planning to do all the things I can to get better, even if it costs too much. But, one thing I know I need to do is quit drinking altogether. I'm mad at myself on this, too, because a couple of years ago I quit for about 5 months and felt really good. I really talked myself into knowing that it's just simply poison and any relaxation or good feeling I had was an illusion. It seemed to work, until summer.
Anyway, at one time in my early 30's I went to AA, probably prematurely. One the one hand, I loved my friends there, on the other, I became disillusioned with the whole concept it was somehow a "disease." Dis- ease for sure. I was there 2.5 years.
Basically other than a few dry January's, or 2-3 months here and there sobriety, I have been a 3 beer a day drinker for around 30 years. I'm feelin' it. When I try to go more than one day without it, it's so so hard. I've grown pretty lonely in my isolation, and it feels like a warm hug. I know, dumb, delusional. I know I need to quit entirely and feel good like I did before. Why don't I wanna? I knew this day would come.
I'm pretty shook. I've never felt old before, could bounce back to exercising. Now I still can't put much weight on my hands, a regular dog walk threw my shoulder out, and now I need to be careful not to fall or do certain movements.
I'm planning to do all the things I can to get better, even if it costs too much. But, one thing I know I need to do is quit drinking altogether. I'm mad at myself on this, too, because a couple of years ago I quit for about 5 months and felt really good. I really talked myself into knowing that it's just simply poison and any relaxation or good feeling I had was an illusion. It seemed to work, until summer.
Anyway, at one time in my early 30's I went to AA, probably prematurely. One the one hand, I loved my friends there, on the other, I became disillusioned with the whole concept it was somehow a "disease." Dis- ease for sure. I was there 2.5 years.
Basically other than a few dry January's, or 2-3 months here and there sobriety, I have been a 3 beer a day drinker for around 30 years. I'm feelin' it. When I try to go more than one day without it, it's so so hard. I've grown pretty lonely in my isolation, and it feels like a warm hug. I know, dumb, delusional. I know I need to quit entirely and feel good like I did before. Why don't I wanna? I knew this day would come.