When the Unexpected Happens

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I get grumpy when I get sick; just plain grumpy. I tend to be irritated at everyone and everything. Needless to say, I’m not much fun to be around. With that being said, I was in a grumpy mood this morning as I rummaged through our medicine cabinet looking for cold medicine when I pulled this acid reducer from the back.

I stood there for a minute, staring at it as if I had never seen it before. But, the thing is, I had. I knew this exact box all too well, although it had been over a year since I needed it.

You see, towards the end of my drinking I started suffering severe stomach problems. It was also during this time I started the age-old alcoholic “trick” of switching my choice of drink. I’d been a wine drinker for many years, so maybe if I switched to beer the problem would go away. Or, maybe if I alternated between beer and hard alcohol, my stomach would get back to “normal.” Of course, I never EVER considered just quitting!

None of that seemed to work, so I immediately went to worst case scenarios. My mom had died of pancreatic cancer so maybe it was that; or maybe I had an untreated ulcer; or what if it was my liver? I mean, could my drinking be “that” bad where it could be effecting my body? I was never completely honest with my doctor about my drinking, so she had no way of knowing there could be an issue. For my peace of mind, she ordered an ultrasound and all came back clear – whew. She told me to take some acid reducer when I felt sick and that was that. On my merry way I went. Or, more like on my merry drinking way I went.

I’m sure you can guess the rest of the story. Despite taking tons of antacids and acid reducer, I continued to have stomach problems. It didn’t matter what I drank or when I drank, nothing changed.

And, then, through a serious of events I quit drinking and got sober. And, guess what? My stomach problems went away – completely. You don’t have to be a genius to put two and two together.

And so, as I stood in the kitchen this morning feeling grumpy and irritated, I was snapped back into reality by this innocent box of acid reducer that had been hiding in the back of the cabinet for nearly two years.

Sometimes it’s the uneventful and unexpected things like this that remind me just how truly far I’ve come. And, how God continues to do His work in both big and small ways.