OK my homies and homettes, as you might know, due to the lost
of my wife’s paternal youngest sister in The Dominican Republic, my family and
I didn’t have a big party for my 50th birthday, back on October 19th,
we went out for dinner and had a good time. The thing is, that my family and
friends didn’t forget and so last night, they surprised me at my daughter’s housewarming
YES! YES! YES! And YES! La Jefa, aka The Boss Lady, aka The
Wife, aka My Wife, knowing that I’m a weekend binge drinker, did give me permission
to have a couple of beers, which I truly enjoyed. The thing is, that I had a
lot of fun, BUT… I didn’t overdo it. Once I got home, I ate some food
and went straight to bed, I didn’t binge drink and I didn’t continue my drinking
this morning. Which is my biggest problem with my weekend drinking.
To be honest, today I don’t have a hangover, which is great, because
I’m able to help my wife do a few things that need to be done around the
apartment, with no problem. Plus I’m looking forward to going to the salt mines
on Monday, without a hangover.
Good morning and happy Saturday boys and girls, I am happy to say, that I am 50 years old and today I have been alcohol-free for 50 days, yes, 50 days. I still can’t use the word sober, because I associate it with someone that will never drink again, and since I’m a human being who is full of fucked up flaws, I can’t say what tomorrow will bring.
Later in the evening, my wife and I are traveling to our
daughter’s apartment in The Bronx, because family and friends are gathering for
dinner and a good time. There will be drinking going on, but no worries kids, drinking
is not in the horizon for me. As a matter of fact, I feel that as the days have
turned into weeks, I don’t think about drinking much. I’ve had a couple of stinking
thinking along the way, but nothing to be concerned about.
OK my homies and homettes, yesterday, my wife and kids made
sure that I was busy like a motherfucker the whole day. As a matter of fact, I left
home at around 10:00 am and didn’t get back until around 7:30 pm. Don’t get me
wrong now, I did enjoy the quality time with my wife and kids to the fullest, and
I would never change that for anything in the world.
Another positive that came out of being busy was, that I didn’t
have time to think about doing any weekend binge drinking. As a matter of fact,
my peeps, I almost forgot to mention, that today is my 44th alcohol-free
day… WOO-HOO my motherfuckers! Since I’ve never clicked with AA, my
shrink wants me to look for another stupid program, in order to stay “sober”,
but to be honest, I’m doing just fine on my own.
Happy Saturday my homies and homettes, I hope that you enjoy
your day to the fullest. But as always, don’t let no madafacker fuck it up for
you, no matter what goes down.
As for your majesty??? Today I am happy to say, that I have
been alcohol-free for 1 month and 13 days… OK OK OK OK OK,I’ll do
the fucking math for you dumb ass preschool dropout madafakas out there!That’s
a total of 43 days!…There, are you fucking happy now? Do you want a tooty
fruity scented enema to go with that too?
Anyways, I really don’t know what “The Mother Of My
Children”, aka “La Jefa”, aka “The Boss”, aka “The Love Of
My life”, aka “The Wife”, aka “My Wife” has planned for me
today, so right now right now, the only thing on my agenda is, to drive over to
The Bronx and do a favor for “my little 29 year old princess”, aka “My
But like I’ve always said, married men can’t make plans… because
their better halves are always there to fuck them up for them.
OK, my homies and homettes, after
a little over a month without seeing my shrink Dr. C, yesterday I was finally
able to see him. The first thing that he said was, that he was happy that I
have been “sober” for over a month. He then went on to ask me, how have I been
able to do it? And what was different this time around? Since he knows that I have
never been able to click with AA, I told him straight out, that I haven’t been
to a meeting.
I did explain to him, that what
has changed is, my perspective on life and how I have been handling things. I
have come to terms, with the notion, that no matter what I do, when shit is
going to happen in life… it is going to happen.
Another thing that I told him was, that I have come to accept, that I can change my feelings, behavior and way of thinking, but I can’t make the people around me change… even if their lives depended on it. By understanding that, and looking at life from that perspective, I feel more relaxed. The truth is, that family and friends will always do whatever the fuck they want to do, but once they fuck up, they can’t blame others, but themselves.
OK my homies and homettes, this is an update on our fur baby’s
health. Yesterday when my wife and I took him to his vet, we were told that just
like back in April of this year, he will need surgery AGAIN, in order to remove
the stones that were pushed up to his bladder, because they were obstructing
his urethra on Sunday.
So, if you are like me, you might know by now, that in life, most
of the times, there is a big BUT! So here I go with it… BUT!… Because they
don’t have a surgeon that is on call at the clinic and he/she only go in once a
week, our baby had to wait until Wednesday for the surgery. Which he said, was
not such a good idea, because if the stones came back down and obstructed his
urethra again, we could lose him while we waited.
So, even though the surgery was going to cost us a lot more money
at the hospital, compared to the clinic… and trust me when I say, that when it comes to our
baby, money has never been an object. My wife and I, together with
the doctor, made the smart decision, that he couldn’t wait one more day, so we
took him back to the hospital that took care of him on Sunday night, because
they have surgeons on call all the time. After everything was said and done,
our fur baby was admitted yesterday evening and they will perform the surgery
early today. Right now, we are just waiting for a call from them, to inform us of
the time that the surgery will begin. Plus, there is a chance that he might
even be back home with the family, by the end of the day. If that doesn’t happen,
he will be back home by Wednesday. Fingers crossed.
OK my homies and homettes, last night, my wife and I didn’t
get home, until around 3:00 am, because we were in the veterinary hospital’s emergency
room, with our furbaby Nino. We took him, because he wasn’t pooping, peeing or
even eating, plus he was vomiting a lot. We were not sure what was wrong with
him, but since back in April, he had surgery to remove a lot, and I mean a lot
of stones that were blocking his bladder and penis, we suspected that he was
suffering from the same problem again. Guess what? They found a large
stone, followed by smaller stones, blocking his urethra.
To make a long story short, in order to relief the pain and
make him feel comfortable, the doctors performed a procedure to push the stones
back into his bladder, so they could drain it, until we take him to see his vet
today and find out if he will need surgery again.
To be honest with you, 5 years ago, we lost our first furbaby Doggy to cancer, so anytime that our furbaby Nino gets sick, the whole family gets nervous. Right now, it is still hard on our baby and the family, but at least, it’s something that can be treated and fixed.
Oh one last thing my peeps… when I walked him this morning, he was able to pee. So right now, we are just waiting for a callback from his vet, to let us know, if they will be able to see him today, since they are fully booked. Fingers crossed.