Welcome once again to one man's journey through life from the computer screen. Since I last dove into the laptop and given the trials and tribulations that I am dealing with alot has changed in the life of my addicted friend. She has gone through so many changes that Im sure this blog will be way longer than I thought it would. Some are good, some are bad and some may prove to be as predictable as the toss of a coin.
First of all, I know most people reading this are wondering how she is doing in rehab.... Well the answer to that is simple, she did not get admitted into the rehab.. I thought it was a sure shot that she was going to be admitted but circumstances proved to be less than ideal. She put me as her primary call on the list so about 3 hours after being taken into observation I recieved a call from her psychiatrist.
She said that my friend could not be admitted. I asked if she told her that she had been suicidal over the past weeks and she told me that there was nothing they could do because she was not suicidal at the moment. After a few choice words that included everything but "Are you fucking kidding me?!?!?" I asked about whether or not she can be put on a psychiatric hold. The psychiatrist told me that they do offer a 3-4 day hold; However my friend was not eligable for that. When I asked why I was told that there were no beds for my friend and at the moment she was sitting in the hallway. She was in a better mood and the withdraws have gotten better but she was in the hallway. She was given a list of places she can call to get admitted; however, the only place that she could go without insurance requires employment to get into the program.
Now on to what I will call Phase 3 of this situation.. Her ride had to leave her at the hospital to handle some other buisness. She was alone in a strange place with no transportation and going through withdrawls. At this point I make a call to everybody and their brother trying to find her a ride and place to stay for the night. After some time I end up calling her original transportation.
So now she is living with this "new friend" that has given her a ride. Apperantly he has helped her along the way before and after she has tried to go into rehab, in some ways I dont agree with and some I kind of do.. She has told me Tuesday that she is in a relation ship with this individual. For the sake of avouiding conflict I will keep my personal feelings of that on the backburner for the time being. She came to campus to see me the other night and and I almost went to boxing with her .... Well... I guess you could say boyfriends roomate because he said some things in a manner that made it sound like he was saying something else. Fortunatly he is still able to breathe at the moment because my friend jumped between us and he rather quickly rephrased his comment.
Yes, life has been interesting all week but I can look at it as it may become a complete cluster fuck or as she is over 72 hours sober as of publishing this blog. I will keep posting as situations present themselves.... and Ill sign out in a different way today....
Red Robin.. 6-5,10-7. Over and out.
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Monday, February 20, 2012
An Addicted Friend....
We all have our demons. Some may be as simple as a need to succeed at all costs, or some may be as troubling as drugs and alcohol, or as provacative as an addiction to sex or porn. Even if we ourselves do not have an addiction that is that severe, more often then than not we know someone who has an addiction of the sort.
This became ever more apperant for me last week. Though I have dealt with my fathers addiction to drugs and alcohol, I had become numb to it through him. Though I tried my hardestto talk him out of his addictive lifestyle he continues to speed towards destruction.
My zero tolerance approch to drug addiction has lead me on the path I am on today, including my future career in law enforcement. Throughout my life, anytime I have discovered a friend has been using drugs I have made it a point to cut ties completely from that individual. That has been my motivation in my life... Until the other day.....
Last Thursday a close friend at school was very emotional and talked of suicide. Though I did my best to calm her during the entire day, she continued to act overly emotional. The next day I found out about her addiction. Though I will not go into details to protect privacy I can say I was very tempted to cut ties with her in the same fashion I had with every other person in my life that has battled addiction.
The reason I decided not to is I had helped her with so many other problems and I felt I had to exhaust every possible avenue I had to help her. She called me Friday and we got into an arguement that led to me telling her exactly what I thought of her addiction, which in turn, led to her hanging up on me. At that point I said "Thats it.. Im done"; however, I did not know how wrong I was.
She called me 45 minutes later to tell me she was sorry and that I was right and she needed help. I suggested a rehab facility and she agreed that she needed to go into rehab. It was at this point that she started to think about how she has put her friends through hell and that gave her the determination she needed to follow through with the decision to get clean.
So here I sit, typing away at the computer on campus and I have her on the phone while she is in the waiting room of the rehab going through withdraws. All I know to say is to keep calm and remember that the amount of time it takes to get admitted is nothing compared to the lifetime of clean and sober living that will follow after treatment.
As I type this last thought she has just been taken to triage and her nurse has told her she will most likely be admitted into the rehab. I have been put in charge by her to inform her family and friends as to what her status is throughout her period in the rehab. What will the future hold? One cannot say for sure, but I look at it through the eyes of an optimist, truley beleiving that she will pull through and be a better person when she walks out of the hospital at the end of her treatment.
I know she has it in her, I just hope she remembers that her friends are with her and she has the strength to kick this addiction and never look back....
I will write more as the information becomes availible. I will leave you with thease final words,
No addiction is more powerful than the willpower to overcome. All that is needed is the willpower to slay your demons
Good day,
Leland
This became ever more apperant for me last week. Though I have dealt with my fathers addiction to drugs and alcohol, I had become numb to it through him. Though I tried my hardestto talk him out of his addictive lifestyle he continues to speed towards destruction.
My zero tolerance approch to drug addiction has lead me on the path I am on today, including my future career in law enforcement. Throughout my life, anytime I have discovered a friend has been using drugs I have made it a point to cut ties completely from that individual. That has been my motivation in my life... Until the other day.....
Last Thursday a close friend at school was very emotional and talked of suicide. Though I did my best to calm her during the entire day, she continued to act overly emotional. The next day I found out about her addiction. Though I will not go into details to protect privacy I can say I was very tempted to cut ties with her in the same fashion I had with every other person in my life that has battled addiction.
The reason I decided not to is I had helped her with so many other problems and I felt I had to exhaust every possible avenue I had to help her. She called me Friday and we got into an arguement that led to me telling her exactly what I thought of her addiction, which in turn, led to her hanging up on me. At that point I said "Thats it.. Im done"; however, I did not know how wrong I was.
She called me 45 minutes later to tell me she was sorry and that I was right and she needed help. I suggested a rehab facility and she agreed that she needed to go into rehab. It was at this point that she started to think about how she has put her friends through hell and that gave her the determination she needed to follow through with the decision to get clean.
So here I sit, typing away at the computer on campus and I have her on the phone while she is in the waiting room of the rehab going through withdraws. All I know to say is to keep calm and remember that the amount of time it takes to get admitted is nothing compared to the lifetime of clean and sober living that will follow after treatment.
As I type this last thought she has just been taken to triage and her nurse has told her she will most likely be admitted into the rehab. I have been put in charge by her to inform her family and friends as to what her status is throughout her period in the rehab. What will the future hold? One cannot say for sure, but I look at it through the eyes of an optimist, truley beleiving that she will pull through and be a better person when she walks out of the hospital at the end of her treatment.
I know she has it in her, I just hope she remembers that her friends are with her and she has the strength to kick this addiction and never look back....
I will write more as the information becomes availible. I will leave you with thease final words,
No addiction is more powerful than the willpower to overcome. All that is needed is the willpower to slay your demons
Good day,
Leland
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