TORTURED SOULS in LIFE OF A D.O.M. WIDOWER LIVING ON THE NJ SHORE

  • Sept. 19, 2014, 4:02 p.m.
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I have not been posting because I more or less lost interest into putting my thoughts out into hyperspace. Several recent events crystalized a desire to Post more for my own benefit than World Salvation.

John, my AA Sponcee with 1 1/2 years of sobriety three weeks ago started drinking again. Just two beers because he felt it would improve his disposition and his life. Just two. Then the next day three and then more. More is the favorite quantity of an alcoholic. Predictably he stopped calling me and stopped going to meeting. I went with one with him early on and suspected nothing missing a warning signal. He was not able to sit through the meeting claiming he needed to smoke as he left half way through the meeting. He drives his Home Dog Grooming van and now I believe it is also his home bar.

So sparing the details I started chasing him and left messages on his home phone and failed with his cell because ” Mailbox Is Full ” message. Finally we talked and he confessed his drinking and also the fact his son was very angry, hurt and disappointed with him. I had both of them for Sunday dinner two weeks ago and tried to make both of them aware that they are not alone and I was there for them. Not just for John but also for his 16 year old son who has Special School Needs as well as mild Autism. I let them both know that they are not alone and I was there to help both of them.

The son has no concept of alcoholism as a disease and railed at John to just stop drinking using will power. I explained that this disease is stronger than will power and used the will power vs dysentery example. Further complicating the situation is that the boy cannot stand his Mother and they have no other close relatives except a 19 year old sister who is away at college. I was quite concerned about Family Services stepping in if John had to go away to Detox or Rehab.

After the dinner John seemed to straighten out a bit and started calling. I had been pushing for him to speak with his Councilor and he promised that he would.
Again I hoped he would, silly me.

Wednesday evening the boy tried unsuccessfully, to stab John with a kitchen knife. I found out yesterday when I again called John and this time got through. The Police had responded and managed to reach the sister who came down. She has her own apartment while at School and John hoped as he would take to boy for a bit. The Police released the boy to her.
She took the boy to the Mother’s place and left him there alone. Later that night the Mother found this out and called John screaming at him for ” ruining her vacation.”

Thursday night called again and advised me of these details and also the fact that he found in his shower a knife hidden. My admonition to him was to inform the Police because the lad most likely was a clear danger to himself.
That is where that matter now stands.

I went with Doris last night to dinner and a movie. We saw the new Liam Deevin movie, ” A WALK AMONG THE TOMBSTONES ‘ . The book was by Lawrence Block in his Scudder series. The prolific Block is one of my favorite authors for his insights and his portrayal of alcoholic people and I have gone to one of his book signing events. The movie was very true to the book and it is a gripping drama of revenge and violence.

Later on I was just falling asleep at home when the phone rang with a call from another AA woman who is in the midst of a relapse and all I could is advise her to come to the Saturday Beginner Meeting dry and start back. I also told her that she should call her Sponsor in the interim.

Otherwise I feel , fine both healthy and happy.


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