It’s a landmark day for me anyway, and hopefully for my son …
I’m preparing to take him to drop him off at work – and when I pick him up at 1:30-ish, will be taking him to enter a cocaine detox program for 5 days. Some may think, well, duh … but it’s taken me two years to get this far with him.
At first, he used to quell his anxiety attacks when his bi-polar meds weren’t calming him enough. And, of course, the seductress drew him in. He’s tried on his own and relapsed. It hasn’t helped that his “girlfriend” I believe (no proof) uses with him.
Ranting and raving and mom temper tantrums haven’t accomplished anything – and I’m sure added to his anxiety levels- one of which is dealing with confrontation. He doesn’t – he withdraws. He doesn’t “fight back”, he shuts down (a defense he developed when dealing with his verbally and psychologically abusive father when my son was a teen). Fighting back, sticking up for your self resulted in a tirade.
In early November I told him I was done with his drug use, he needed to get himself into a rehab program – inpatient or outpatient. He found an outpatient program that Medi-Cal (California’s medical insurance for indigent and low-income people) recommended. They don’t cover the cost of mental health/drug addiction treatment programs though IF YOU CAN FIND ONE THAT TAKES MEDI-CAL you might find a sliding scale.
The outpatient/day program requires intakes test clean before accepting them in to the $1100, 12-week program. He couldn’t stay clean. The next step is to do the $840, 4 night/5 day detox program, then go on to the $1100 12-week day program.
I’m getting a cashiers check for $840. this morning. Some how, some way I’ll come up with the $1100. I am 100% behind him and will do anything in my power to help him be successful. I have my fears as I’m sure any parent or spouse in my shoes does. But I am hopeful. I have to be.
I also have conversations with myself about what if it fails? If it was a simple matter of drug dependence, as hard as it is, it would be easier to lock the door and tough love him. The added complication of his Bipolar disorder II, rapid cycling and anxiety disorder makes it much more difficult to do that. His anxieties I fear would overcome him.
It’s hard being a parent in the best of situations, it’s harder when your children, small or adult, have extenuating special needs.
And there always has to be hope. And we start this day and move forward, one day at a time. One step at a time. With hope. And encouragement. And love.
Namaste – I honor you and send you hope whether struggling with hopelessness, or loving someone and holding onto your hope that they find their way.