Our Trip to Rehab

There are many reasons for this, but infection is the latest theory. Ordering antibiotics, we are convinced that her nausea will decline. It is difficult for a father to chew his lips and listen to other doctor's "absurdity". I often hear that he thinks it is "why, no, no" as a whisper. I feel the nurse has received adequate advice from an extra doctor in the room. Their position expands and when he rushes out new orders to them, they can accept their father.

We shared a trip to our AA rehabilitation center. There, many people realize that their lives are regarded as prisoners of alcohol and drugs. A fun background. We experienced other places. On Tuesday, we visited a city dump - the home of more than 2,000 people. When I say that I am going home, this is where they live. The condition is similar to the dump we wrote last month (this is the link), but this is much bigger. This time, we can not only talk to people walking around in groups, living there, working there, praying together, but also providing meals to 200 visitors.

I remember that the first trip to recovery seemed to have happened yesterday. I awoke one afternoon in July 2009 and found friends and family at my parents' house. Energy disappears, I can feel that things are about to happen, and I am suffering from a tendency to instinct to escape quickly. Before I had the opportunity to fly, I found myself sitting with my loved one. For ordinary people this is like an ideal summer day now. On the contrary, this is one of the worst things that can happen to drug addicts. While quietly talking to me, we sat quietly and gently expressed their concern about the continuing habit of oxygen that I thought was a secret. The show is over, tears flow, and I know that I am in the car, he went to the rehabilitation center in the summer of 19.