Alcoholic Mouth Wash

Well, it has been an eventful day! Being on house arrest, I try to get out as much as possible. This week I have a schedule full of doctor's appointments. Today I took a trip to one of my favorite doctors, the dentist! Everything went well, no cavities :) I did make a huge mistake... I rinsed with the mouth wash, which is a huge "NO NO!" for those of you wearing a SCRAM bracelet. Apparently the ankle monitoring bracelet can detect any trace of alcohol. I grabbed the mouth wash without even thinking. The second it hit my tongue I realized this could interfere with my readings. I got extremely nervous and instantaneously spit out the liquid. As soon as I left, I called my SCRAM guy (the one I report to) and explained to him what happened. He told me to calm down and that I shouldn't worry. Maybe something would come up, but he highly doubts it. I would have had to of chugged a whole bottle of mouth wash! YUCK! So we're not supposed to use the stuff, but we can get away with a little mouth wash. I stopped by a bakery next door to the dentist and ordered a pastry and an empanada. Those empanadas always look/smell better than they end up being. Never worth the calories! I went to an AA meeting this morning. I slept in and missed half of the meeting, I must say through all of this, I am so grateful for the program. Each and everyday I am able to learn something new. I wanted to "be of service" today and I was lucky enough to do so. A tourist had some questions about where to find the good shops and I guided her to the right places. They say the people in Miami are rude, but I'd like to think I'm a pretty nice girl. Sorry for jumping around so much today, still getting used to this thing and recording my thoughts. Hope everyone had a wonderful day.

Sincerely,

Allison

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