Hi Suz,
I just came in to check the board and saw your post and had to add my two cents in...First of all, I have a sick horse I'm doctoring. He (Bask) has an abcess on his left hoof. I have to soak it in Epsom Salts. I'm telling you this cause my post won't be long, but I will tell the whole story again. Both of you (Beth) treasure your girls. (I'm sure you do.) I had a girl when I was seventeen. (1961) Back then girls didn't get pregnant unless you were a bad girl. I'll tell the whole story on another section, but I had to tell you I had to give my baby up for adoption and found her 38 years later. It was a nightmare. She gave me my first Oxycontin and you know the story from there. We ended up not speaking to each other again and she went back where she lived when I found her. Be glad for what you have...it's heaven compared to the hell she put me through. I always wanted a son, but never got pregnant again.
I have to go take care of the closest I have to a son and that's my Arabian male horse. I also have Sass Em Back, (Sassy) she's my daughter... a racehorse off the track. She was a champion at one time and she broke her ankle and survived. She can't run in races anymore so they just threw her out in a pasture with no barn or feed. She was skin and bones when I got her. Now she's healthy and happy. These and all my animals are my reward for staying on Suboxone and keeping my life in order. I also have you and you have me.
Got to go help Bask,
Yours in the struggle,
Barbara