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The Final Four Days

With his wife out of town, he settled into a binge. He didn't know it was his last

The day I entered the treatment facility, it was not to get sober. Drinking was not my problem, my wife was my problem. What I needed them to do was to fix my wife so she wouldn't kick me out of our 38-year marriage. It shows how little I knew of my disease in those first days and weeks of treatment, and also how glad I am that they had in-house AA meetings.

Exactly one week before that first day, my wife had left town to visit her mother as she had done numerous times before. And as usual, I had already planned for the four days she would be gone. Friday, Saturday, Sunday and... Login to read more
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