Day 3

Dads birthday. I have a toothache that i will not have the appointment to know the solution until Monday. My face hurts and my tooth pain is affecting my speech. the dnetist persribes my a antibiotic even thought they don’t think it will help. it helps, i went to the cemetery and was able to fine the grave of my grandfather and great grand parents. start a tradition without drinking. focusing my unconscious desire on chipotle and a 20 salad that’s only 20 carbs, but i ordered it wrong and it had rice and beans, i felt defeated, deflated, i cried, and thought about drinking, and how it would take away the pain at least for a few moments, but i went back and the manger reluctantly remade my order, i adcacted for my self and got what i wanted. i came homer o my husband drinking a large glass of wine. but i was not. And i did not drink.