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There is so much to do in rehab, until there is nothing.

You will be woken up early, at least initially, for your 6:00 AM dosage of your Serax taper. You will take your Serax taper several times a day, at least for the first 4-5 days. The Serax taper will prevent you dying.

The RA will come into your room, wake you up, and you will walk to the nurse's station, where you will take the Serax and several other pills.

You should be polite and charming to the African woman providing your medication.

She has the power to give you snacks.

This is a good opportunity to grab a cup of coffee from the lounge area.

Coffee runs out quick, so the early bird gets the worm.

After you have acquired your coffee, the best thing you can do is go to the gym while it is still pretty empty.

The Gym at this hour is occupied only by the older Alcoholics and Drug Addicts.

They come from a demographic that does not hog the weights. They tend to use the elipticals, or the treadmills at a low speed.

Once you have gotten a decent pump on at the gym, you will have a chance to engage in your first "Fresh Air" of the day.

The inner atrium of the rehabilitation center is right next to the gym, between you and your way to breakfast. This is where we get Fresh Air.

Fresh Air is overseen by an RA. The RA is obligated to have a lighter on them. The RA will scan you and give you their lighter so you can smoke a cigarette.

This is Fresh Air.

Afterwards, you can continue on to breakfast, and you should.

Because you will be hungrier than you can possibly imagine. After quitting drinking, I found myself absolutely ravenous.

Three plates at least per meal. The biscuits were actually good. The eggs were powdered and the only breakfast meats we got were ham and turkey bacon.

God blessed us when we got Sausage Gravy.

Afterwards, it would be around 8:30 AM, and there was optional Morning Commitment, which I often enjoyed.

Those who wished to attend would show up, the "President" and "Vice-President" of the floor would chair the meeting, and it was mostly a reading of certain AA prayers, and a check-in, with us expected to list our goals and gratitude's of the day we were looking forward to.

I always liked morning commitment, because it was only attended by the people who were serious about rehab and recovery.

The True Believers.

I don't count myself among them.

And this brings us to our First Group of the Day.

There is so much to do in rehab, until there is nothing. You will be woken up early, at least initially, for your 6:00 AM dosage of your Serax taper. You will take your Serax taper several times a day, at least for the first 4-5 days. The Serax taper will prevent you dying. The RA will come into your room, wake you up, and you will walk to the nurse's station, where you will take the Serax and several other pills. You should be polite and charming to the African woman providing your medication. She has the power to give you snacks. This is a good opportunity to grab a cup of coffee from the lounge area. Coffee runs out quick, so the early bird gets the worm. After you have acquired your coffee, the best thing you can do is go to the gym while it is still pretty empty. The Gym at this hour is occupied only by the older Alcoholics and Drug Addicts. They come from a demographic that does not hog the weights. They tend to use the elipticals, or the treadmills at a low speed. Once you have gotten a decent pump on at the gym, you will have a chance to engage in your first "Fresh Air" of the day. The inner atrium of the rehabilitation center is right next to the gym, between you and your way to breakfast. This is where we get Fresh Air. Fresh Air is overseen by an RA. The RA is obligated to have a lighter on them. The RA will scan you and give you their lighter so you can smoke a cigarette. This is Fresh Air. Afterwards, you can continue on to breakfast, and you should. Because you will be hungrier than you can possibly imagine. After quitting drinking, I found myself absolutely ravenous. Three plates at least per meal. The biscuits were actually good. The eggs were powdered and the only breakfast meats we got were ham and turkey bacon. God blessed us when we got Sausage Gravy. Afterwards, it would be around 8:30 AM, and there was optional Morning Commitment, which I often enjoyed. Those who wished to attend would show up, the "President" and "Vice-President" of the floor would chair the meeting, and it was mostly a reading of certain AA prayers, and a check-in, with us expected to list our goals and gratitude's of the day we were looking forward to. I always liked morning commitment, because it was only attended by the people who were serious about rehab and recovery. The True Believers. I don't count myself among them. And this brings us to our First Group of the Day.

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Group is what it is.

And what it is is Large Group and Small Group.

I could tell by day 5 or 7 that the particular institution providing my rehabilitative services was undergoing massive budget cuts.

Large Group was my Floor and the Floor above me, meeting together, to go over some large concepts for rehabilitation.

Floors were separated by demographics.

I happened to be on the older side of the youngest floor.

The floor I would've been put on, the floor above me, was overcrowded suddenly.

I don't have any proof of this, but my guess is because a lot of older Philly Fan's were getting to drunk watching the run up to the World Series.

Small Group was actually helpful. It was me, my Therapist, and 4 to 5 other people, ranging in age from retarded Zoomer to retarded Millennial.

But my Therapist was awesome. We can call him "Brian".

Brian wasn't actually some random dude who went into psychology as a Freshman in college and decided to specialize in addiction.

Brain had the number 13 tattooed on his arm.

Brian had been to 13 different rehabs.

Brian knew the deal. Brian had done worse things than you could possibly imagine.

Brian actually cared.

He was honest. He told me that if he had a beer, he would have a harder drink, and then he would do cocaine, and then he would end up dead or in handcuffs.

He also told me that wasn't the way it happened to everyone.

But he told me "If you got what I got, we can't ever touch it again".