My hands have a tremble.
Got doc’s orders (and some benzo’s) to take off work to dry out out.
Told work I was withdrawing bad and HR gave me a name of a church based (ugh) rehab that members of day shift attend.
Yesterday, well after the twenty-four hour mark I took two Trazadones and finally fell asleep. I was in and out a few times but ultimately woke up at four AM on the dot. Got myself some food and watched Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade and part of Crystal Skull.
At eight I got up and cleaned till ten-thirty. Cat boxes, dishes, cat dishes, swept, mopped, deep cleaned the fridge. I was going to tackle the yard but now my lower back is killing me. I’ll tend to that tomorrow.
I’ve done a good bit. I’m happy.