Glum post, I know. Sorry. But I don't feel well. It all started a few days ago about the time Dad would come with my medications. Now I feel this lump or pain in my stomach like another attack is going to happen any moment. I woke up this way. I had a terrible attack last night. So painful and uncomfortable. It lasted for hours. I kept feeling the need to urinate, but couldn't! I actually outlast these attacks after three or more hours and get to feeling better. I assume my adrenaline runs out and the attack is over.
When I first started to go to AA, I worried there wouldn't be enough meetings to go to everyday. I had grand plans of ninety meetings in ninety days. So far the meetings have materialized. The Internet is great for finding them. I am making about one meeting a day. And they have gone so far in helping my moods and my outlook on life. I feel like I am growing and maturing as a sober alcoholic in AA. I sat in an early morning meeting this morning and felt so at home. I had to leave early because my panic set in. At least I went and tried.
Sorry I don't feel like writing much lately. My posts have been short and to the point. I will spend the rest of the day with my finger's crossed hoping another attack won't start. I will smoke copious amounts of cigarettes and drink diet 7UP -- my only comforts. Well, I am off to fend off that roulette that is these attacks for the day. Thanks for reading and thanks for all the comments. You are so appreciated.