Saturday, January 7, 2012

Could be worse.

So, a quick wrap up of the evening. As you can see I did not manage a late night video, instead opted for John to give you a general idea of how I was feeling. Actually, all things considered, I ended up not being as sick as I may have expected.

Around 9 p.m. it started to really hit me and by midnight I was feeling very ill. All my internals became extremely achy, not a sharp pain so much as a deep, thick pain. I became very aware of all my organs, even their shapes as the pain seemed to outline each organ and each organ seemed to have it's own, slightly unique, signature pain. It felt kinda like being one of those clear plastic "Human Body" figures the awareness was so striking.

The shaking is an interesting phenomena. It seems to come and go to a certain extent but what causes the main discomfort for me is the impossibility of staying still. Sometimes it was so bad I found myself thrashing around all over the bed, in same vain hope of escaping my own skin. It feels like your skin doesn't fit and then, of course, there are the millions of tiny "insects" that feel like they are crawling around under there. As I have noted before, my blood feels somewhat effervescent and "bubbly" and I become aware of the obvious overload of adrenalin and other "up", anxiety inducing substances running through me.

What is going on with my brain and nervous system is, for want of a better word, "interesting". I also feel hyper-aware of my nervous system because it seems to be in some chaos. It causes me to shake obviously but also it seems to fire every so often, of it's own volition, sending a jolt through what feels like every nerve in my body. Sometimes this feels almost painful and sometimes it is a more tingly, slower moving sensation, traveling up and down my body in waves. The other, maddening symptom, is the loss of mental capacity for concentration, short term memory, focus and general thinking. I am finding it difficult to write this and it is also taking FOREVER it seems to get correct spelling, grammer and flow. I hate this maybe the most. I watch my videos at the moment and can't stand listening to myself speak. I sound like my brain is on half-speed auto. Anyway, as I say in the following video; it certainly "could be worse"

     

Stats: Day 1


Juice: 5 x glasses = 1.25 litres

Water: 8 x glasses = 2 litres

Seaweed Tea: 1 cup = 300 mils

5 x peices of dried seaweed

1 satchel "Body Balance" sea vegetable supplement in 250mls water

Sleep: very little

Bowel movements: x 2


oh help

not sure how much more  

My Reasons.

It has just started to hit me for real. Shakes, nauseous, internal organs aching, just can not keep still, AND MAN I COULD STOP IT WITH A FUCKING DRINK! . . . but instead I'm posting these, my reasons . . .




Friday, January 6, 2012

So far so good . . .

It does appear that the first victim of my detox is any ability to have and communicate a complete, coherent thought. I don't know that I have ever uttered the non-word "umm" that many times in 3 minutes before in my life. Anyway, if you can make sense of this, I'm impressed.

The Lastest of Drinks.




. . . Over The Top!

The Last . . .









Count Down . . .

So, it's 11pm, Friday 6th January 2012. I am sitting here at my laptop at the farm, drinking my last bottle of wine (Taylors "Jaraman" Cab Sav, Clare Valley + Coonawarra '09) talking shit on FaceBook (the new 'opiate of the masses') all the while valiantly attempting to ignore the fact that I have one more hour of alcohol consumption before I launch off into my 'detox', followed closely by my 'reinvention' process (as I rejoice in euphemism of).

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock . . .    

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

The Moment

I recorded this late last night (Wednesday, 4th Jan) and have not had a chance to post it before now. I am spending time with my kids and Jo before they take me out to the farm. This video turned out slightly different than I expected but that is what this is about. I will have to get used to viewing myself in slightly less than  full control I guess . . .

Monday, January 2, 2012

The Plan

So, it's Monday evening and I have just re-watched my second video for this blog. It is a strange thing to watch yourself calmly speak of things that cause such a range of emotions inside you. I notice the uncomfortable eye flickers when I speak about revealing my dilemma to my partner, I notice how after the three drinks I have already had when I recorded the video this afternoon how I am already not speaking as clearly as I should. I notice the flashes of pain, hurt, shame, fear as they pass across my face in milliseconds. I also notice the determination, love for my family, gratefulness to my partner, humility in my present reality in my face, and it is these that give me assurance I have the will, and the reasons, to fulfill my ambition for this coming adventure.

When I told some of the people around me about "the plan" a number of them asked if I would consider video blogging my journey. After consideration I agreed and this is what brings us together here.

My vision for this blog, above all, is that it is as honest a representation of my journey as I can possibly stand. This means I will not be editing, I will not be "producing" great looking little advertisements for myself, and, I will not be censoring myself. I will be merely pressing record on my iphone or my laptop and then uploading to here. This, to me, seems to be the only production value worth adhering to if I am going to produce something that maybe helpful or of service to others or even of interest to you.

The other thing that occurred to me was that this can be a helpful and powerful instrument of discipline and I will have you to motivate me and keep me focussed. You can let me know when you believe I am not fulfilling my undertaking to myself, my family and to you. So, here we are. And here's "The Plan".