Wine Goals - 335/365
"My number one goal is to get my patients drinking again," said my Lyme doctor.
You gotta love doctors who have their priorities straight. It's surreal to be wine-less for the past three years. When you're sick and your liver is on overdrive processing numerous drugs and toxins daily, alcohol is the furthest thing from your desires. The other day, I saw Mr. Wild Dingo's open bottle of wine and I got that familiar feeling of how good a full-bodied Barolo would feel. I think my liver must be doing pretty well if I'm able to visualize drinking again. I'm crossing my fingers this is the year I go off meds for good. Even the pups are hoping their mom can go back to being a wino. I'm way more fun that way.
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