It was 12 years ago yesterday that I became clean and sober.
Super Bowl Sunday at my parents house. That was the day I decided my body couldn’t take any more pain.. I meant it and I knew it.
I enjoyed the day with my brothers and their friends. They didn’t know what I was celebrating. I felt free, I felt relieved and I was excited about the life that was in store for me. Nobody knew that my new life was about to start. Imagine how much joy I felt. After fighting for so long, a huge weight was being lifted off my shoulders.
I enjoyed some snacks and went upstairs to take my last dose of laxatives.
I was sick, felt like shit – but that was it. The end.
I stopped cold turkey.
Doctors have told me that your body can experience EDEMA when you stop cold turkey. A condition characterized by an excess of watery fluid collecting in the cavities or tissues of the body.
I honestly don’t remember any side effects from February 1, 2004 onward. Oh no…wait, that’s a lie. I do remember the side effects. I slept, I felt great, I had a life, I wasn’t constantly in the washroom, I ate, I lived in the moment, I smiled and I meant it. Funny how if I did experience EDEMA I don’t even remember.
That’s because the other things far outweigh some bloating.