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Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Nitwits Night Noodleing


Your fortune for today...
Someday, those  photos will get out.



This was my fortune today on MyWay.com. I don’t know what there talking about. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. Well, I did spend about a third of my time in the Air Force a little tipsy so who knows.

I got sidetracked overnight for about 2 hours.
My younger stepdaughter who is a 26 year old mother of one boy was diagnosed as by-polar about a year ago. She quit going to her doctor and quit taking the meds he had her on because she couldn’t drink her beer while on them, and she was not ready to stop drinking. Anyway, she called about 11:00 PM just to have someone to talk to while she was bouncing off the walls because she was out of beer. I ended up talking to her for more than two hours. During that time she talked about something that happened last week,
She was up all night fighting with her boyfriend who she’s lived with for years about the way she acts sometimes. I guess he basically expected her just to snap out of it, but he drinks as much as her and always has people around for parties and such. Anyway, she called my other stepdaughter to come and take her to the hospital so she could be referred to the regional detox center and get the help she needs. Well she woke my other stepdaughter up so she was slow getting there. By the time she got there her boyfriend had talked her out of going. I think he just didn’t want to have to take care of there son alone.
Last night I talked to her as I always do to go back to her doctor and get back on her meds. I told her about all the people I know on Blogs who have the same problems and how you help each other through the rough times and all the experience that you have with meds. I also told her what I have learned about the trial and error way the doctors have to find the most effective treatments for the individual. Gee, reading Blogs is educational.
She’s not really ready to go back to her doctor or quit drinking (until the next crisis).  I did encourage her to start a Blog and to check out some of the Blogs that are out there. I don’t want her to have another crisis like last week but I’m afraid that’s the only way she is going to get the help she needs. If I start pushing her harder than I do now she will just stop calling me and it seems to help her some.
Now I won't be able to sleep worrying about those pictures.
Night all!
 
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2 Comments:


  • At 11:20 PM, Blogger yellowdoggranny

    the hardest thing i had to do when maryjo was drinking and just fucking ruining her life..being in jail for dui's, having seizures from the alcohol and all the other problems..was to just let go...other than being there for her when she finally decided to quit drinking..there was absolutely nothing i could do..and it was killing me...but once i just said it out loud...and excepted the fact that i was as helpless to help her as she was to help her self..finally reaching that point was really hard..but i knew i was not going to be able to help her if i had a stroke or heart attack from worrying about her...not that the worrying stopped..but just letting her go ...and hoping she would come back to me....and thank the goddess.. she did...she's not 100 % but she is sober and getting help..so what more could i ask for...

     

  • At 5:52 AM, Blogger Cassandra

    It's hard to watch someone you love self-destruct. I didn't quit drinking until I was tired of it myself. By that point, I had even kicked boyfriends out in favor of booze. So, all alone I looked up AA in the phone book one night. I did go to a meeting that next night. But I still wasn't quite ready. I went off and on from like Aug-Dec of 1998 before I finally was able to quit drinking for what is hopefully forever.
    But my family couldn't have done anything. I hid it fairly well. Still had a good job, etc. I didn't share anything about my life with them at that time.
    I'm glad she at least does talk to you, but you are probably right. If you push the issue, she will push you away. I would have in that stage. I'll keep her in my thoughts and prayers. Alcoholism is such a sad disease. And mental illness many times accompanies it.

     
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