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An excerpt from the foreword. . .<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/em><\/h3>\n

“I was working as a handyman\/laborer\/jack-of-all-trades and had done so for\"\"<\/a> thirty years (my main income). I did okay, but it was a smallish life. I had been sober for almost 20 years – that was something I <\/span><\/span>was <\/span><\/span><\/em>proud of! Then in 2004, something broke inside me…I began drinking again (like a fish!), as if I was trying to undo my best behavior by releasing my demons. It’s not remarkable, many have experienced it. I spun effortlessly out of control for four more years, until late in 2008 when I entered the hospital with a septic ulcer on the heel of my right foot. This was to be the beginning of my immersion into the health care machine. When they told me I was diabetic, I quit drinking (but really, I just substituted the drug of alcohol for the many drugs required to maintain a diabetic. I was 57 years old. . .” \u2014 RD Armstrong
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