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.
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