I’m grateful I live somewhere that allows me to have access to medical screenings for my health.
I’m grateful for electrolyte drinks and coffee.
I’m grateful to be up early, I haven’t seen a sunset in a while.
I’m grateful my colonoscopy prep will be completed soon.
I’m grateful I talked to my sister last night. She called for support after her 40ish year-old friend died. He was a big drinker who almost managed to turn his life around and then drank himself to death. I’m grateful I was able to share some sobriety talk with her until the conversation got too tedious for me. I’m grateful she knows drunks are tedious to talk to. I’m grateful we hung up before I got annoyed. It is unfortunate that her tribute to her fallen friend was to get drunk. I’ve done that and I remember the mentality. I’m grateful to not be there anymore. RIP Dave D.
I’m grateful for the existence of cheese fries. They will be my first solid food since Saturday once I am done with my procedure. I know I should eat something healthy, that will come later.
I’m grateful for this new day full of quiet reading and coffee in the morning. Even if it is a bit shitty. ![]()
I am grateful for this sober day. Any mind altering substance I ingest today will be on Dr’s orders. Then a quick nap with a tube in an unpleasant cavity, then (have I mentioned
) cheese fries. I’m grateful my hunger is only one day long. I feel fortunate today.