D is for Divine. It is was Divine Providence that got me to the rooms of recovery. I just happened to go by the door of the girl who called herself my unofficially adopted daughter. The Social Worker offered her a Tyenol 3 for her migraine and she said."No, I don't want to be like her down the hall." When I heard her words, I knew she was talking about me, and I picked up the phone and called that same Social Worker and asked for help. That was August 8, my dry date is August 21. She got me off the medication my doctor had me on, he had been my supplier for years. She wanted to go after his license, but because he was my aunt's family doctor, I said No. She later got another doctor and got off her Tyenol 2s which he was trying to up to Tyenol 3s. She knew because I had gone into treatment for recovery from prescription drugs, she decided to stop her pills too.
