Now onward with phase two. Thinking back when I thought of rehab I
thought I'd stay in some simple converted King's castlewith those real wooden floors with
peach colored walls and a huge cozy bed loaded down with ward handmade to keep me warm
from the cold here in Scotland. No Way ! I was in a castle , a real castle. I
knew there would be therapy and I don't mean just cellulite therapy. I knew from the past how interesting
it would be to see real drug addicts , looking all thin and hungry, addicts
missing teeth, addicts having terrible thin hair, addicts dirty from the
streets and picking on there
thin faces. Lucky this was not
me (yet). I expected a big gym and personal trainer might as well add a six
pack with this trainer . I know that I may be reaching but what the hell, a bit
of horse back riding would be nice . What about rafting? A pair of Uggs and I am in ! Seeing this is Scotland and I am
surrounded by sheep. Let's get serious I was expecting
a mircle, what I got was the Castle and some very
" people who have no F*cking problem helping me to see my F*cked up ways, and for good measure are
helping me to heal . This isn't my first first rodeo on the rehab ride. Proudly
I have finished the first phase where I wasn't able to blog, here I sit in my
second phase where I have more freedom . As you can see I am posting less .
Hang in there with me , I am now down in the extended care unit or ECU (
another way for saying "your ass ain't done just yet ). Who knows I may have a
story or 2 about midlife and trying to hang about with the cool kids here .
Good Lord , I am sure that I
do. Thank for your support !