tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979076563260064684.post2554704620415022243..comments2023-05-27T01:51:39.938-07:00Comments on Recovering Dawn: DenialDawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09277751616587900015noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979076563260064684.post-38527641817274516932015-08-20T14:35:00.142-07:002015-08-20T14:35:00.142-07:00Hi Dawn, I can so relate! Hazelden is publishing ...Hi Dawn, I can so relate! Hazelden is publishing my new book,due out next month and I have a similar story in my book. Here it is..."When I was about five years sober and still running around like a chicken with its head cut off, I had been feeling ill for quite some time but never went to the doctor. I kept putting it off because I told myself I didn’t have time. Finally I was in so much pain I went to the doctor and found out I had a terrible infection. She sent me home with a prescription but I told myself I was “too busy” to get it filled. I had promised my boys I would take them to the Giants game that night. I told myself I would get it filled tomorrow and would just grin and bear the pain. The boys were very happy and enjoyed the baseball game but I shivered through the cold night until we finally got home at about eleven thirty. At five in the morning I woke up with my entire body<br />pre-publication draft 5/23/15 14<br />shaking uncontrollably. I had no idea what was happening and was scared. I yelled for my daughter who was so scared she called both 911 and my best friend who lived up the street. In no time at all I looked up to three handsome firemen and two paramedics surrounding me in my tiny little bedroom. Boy, I wished I had worn cuter pajamas and thank God I went to bed with my makeup on. The next thing I knew I was being whisked away on a stretcher as my seven, ten, and thirteen-year-old children’s eyes filled with fear. Thank God my friend Lori had shown up and was there to get the kids ready for school.<br />At the hospital the nurses hooked me up to all kinds of beeping machines, and when the doctor showed up he asked me all sorts of questions. After he was done, I asked him how long all of this would take and explained I had to get home because I had a lot of things to do. The doctor looked at me quite sternly and said, “Ma’am, your kidneys are shutting down. I’m going to have to admit you to the hospital for a few days if you don’t promise me you’re going to lie down and rest for a few days when you get home. If you’ll do that, I will let you go home in a few hours.” I wasn’t sure if being called “ma’am” was worse than my kidneys shutting down, but I was able to register how serious the doctor sounded. I thought of the look on my kids’ faces when they whisked me out the door and put me in the ambulance and then promised the doctor (and myself) that I would go home and rest. I made a pledge then to start taking better care of myself and to put my needs right up there with the children’s needs. I realized how important it was to take care of myself so I could take care of my kids. At that moment it hit me how much danger I had put myself in by trying to be everything to everybody. I finally understood the analogy of putting the oxygen mask on myself first and then putting it on my children next."<br />A SOBER MOM'S GUIDE TO RECOVERYRosemary O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17813869575347180696noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979076563260064684.post-69730922569019335352015-08-20T14:29:46.337-07:002015-08-20T14:29:46.337-07:00!!Rosemary O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17813869575347180696noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979076563260064684.post-22439636728874335732015-02-15T14:09:24.671-08:002015-02-15T14:09:24.671-08:00I can so relate!I can so relate!Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00578973545950689753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979076563260064684.post-7887169481348573332012-09-28T20:14:16.873-07:002012-09-28T20:14:16.873-07:00I'm grinning. This is funny and poignant and d...I'm grinning. This is funny and poignant and downright sad but somehow my take from it is to go away with a smile. Digging this and glad I found you.El Phoenixhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15852928942787923550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979076563260064684.post-80862831058425121912011-05-25T08:55:43.387-07:002011-05-25T08:55:43.387-07:00Ironically, it sounds like you are bragging about ...Ironically, it sounds like you are bragging about how busy you are. Your propensity to ignore your mind an body's less-than-subtle hints suggest that you neglect your well-being as a matter of principle. This need for attention and self-destructive behavior hint to me that you need huge adjustments in your thinking and lifestyle. Doctors are often wrong, but this one got it right. Take time off, and write everyday. Its the best therapy. Good luck.Matthew Scovilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10610958805636874487noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979076563260064684.post-16669834121800965492011-04-20T14:52:16.955-07:002011-04-20T14:52:16.955-07:00Great post... nice to meet you. I need to take som...Great post... nice to meet you. I need to take some time off work too because I been writing like EVERY FRIGGIN DAY and when you work at home you never get away from work, especially when you're working 8hrs/day then being with your kid after school, then cooking, & doing housework, taxes, etc. ... also: just got an iPhone so now I can chk emails in the bleeding bathroom. Or when I can't sleep in the middle of the night. Yay. :) But today I'm sober... cheers Guinevere (p.s. actually, the iPhone is great. I love it. ... stop by sometime: http://guineveregetssober.com)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979076563260064684.post-21744332834322778232011-02-14T07:45:09.104-08:002011-02-14T07:45:09.104-08:00Take care of yourself! Take the month off and disc...Take care of yourself! Take the month off and discover something/hobby that brings you joy and not stress.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979076563260064684.post-64396153287369454822011-02-13T08:36:07.537-08:002011-02-13T08:36:07.537-08:00Hey Dawn!!!
You know what I say . . . if you do...Hey Dawn!!! <br /><br />You know what I say . . . if you don't deal with stress, it will deal with you. Have you read any good books on work addiction lately? I can recommend some, as I have suffered in my path as well. I'm just packing to go to Costa Rica for 2 weeks, NO calls from work, no cell phone, no checking work emails . . . aaaaahhhh the freedom! The obsessive thinking stops after a day or two . . . really! PLEASE take care of yourself Dawn.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17645606079295196729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979076563260064684.post-84569881255702947532011-02-13T08:12:49.556-08:002011-02-13T08:12:49.556-08:00You are indeed a good writer. You made me cry and ...You are indeed a good writer. You made me cry and laugh but now I am crying because I want you to take care of yourself, my dear bff. <br /><br />As you wrote about your events, I remembered them. You omitted all the other sicknesses with your cousins, aunts, Uncle Sonny all sqeezed into that time frame. <br /><br />Love your blog. Can I keep checking it? Love ValValhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14871885530711678706noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979076563260064684.post-70351582521697156862011-02-12T18:50:40.301-08:002011-02-12T18:50:40.301-08:00Does this mean you are going to come and visit me ...Does this mean you are going to come and visit me here on my peaceful mountain sanctuary, and let me mother you like I did in the old days???<br /><br />You are the only one who can put yourself first...DO IT, and get your ass over here and let the mothering begin my child. xoxoxxoAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07135225118638046477noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979076563260064684.post-14435699414663508562011-02-12T17:55:32.098-08:002011-02-12T17:55:32.098-08:00Heartbreaking and poignant , Dawn...but frig, you ...Heartbreaking and poignant , Dawn...but frig, you make me laugh, too! Please take a break! xoxo.Jillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12172145577732942780noreply@blogger.com