What is the wagon?

Yes, it has been a couple months! Traveling, working, just general summer craziness. I don’t know how people keep up blogs so well. It’s not that I don’t want to… if only I had more time. I feel like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz who wants to repeat that, “if only I had more time…. if only I had more time…” would that wish come true?

Doubtful. Regardless. I had a few days where it helped to take the naltrexone at night at a very low dose and kept me in nice check. I think I’ve finally figured out how to take it and NOT get sick! Nausea is one thing I will not, cannot, ever endure.

This week is again a try at a full dry week. At least until Saturday. And I say that only because i might have a date. And yes, it is probably better not to drink on a date; however, I don’t want to overpromise myself the amount of strength to do that.

So I went to the store, purchased 1 or 2 of a bunch of non-alcoholic drinks. Ones that make me calm (or tired) and ones that make me energetic (hopefully). So it’s going to be like a normal day with coffee and wine. But hopefully healthier. Wouldn’t it just be a bummer if we all jumped on board of these fancy, vitamin, Adaptogen, mushroom waters and come to find out they cause liver failure?

So they call this being ‘on the wagon’ - I really wonder where that saying came from. All the explanations are kind of dull and boring and had something to do with water wagons that used to clean the streets but I guess because it’s such an old saying. Now we go to the extent of saying “dry” or “abstaining” or even… for some, “moderating.” I think I like the last one the best because there is something about this air of saying ‘never again’ like it sets someone up for failure. Why not give someone a tiny little out in case they do decide to imbibe. Hopefully, that doesn’t mean all their hard work is over.