Adult Children of Alcoholics Community Group
A Support Group for Adult Children of Alcoholics
I ran into my uncle at a local redemption store the other day. He is currently retired and in his 80's. I can't believe he grew to be so old after all the drinking he has done throughout his life!
We talked about old times and he got all excited when he spoke about how much he missed those friday night parties at my house with my parents. I told him I missed my parents more then I missed the parties.
You see it was the heavy drinking that caused liver sirosis in my mother and ultimately killed her at the age of 52. My dad died of an alcohol related problem even though he stopped drinking in his 60's. All the liguer I dumped down the drain, had no affect except to make her and my dad mad. All the begging and pleading and threatening to commit suicide was useless in getting them to stop committing a slow suicide themselves! Even after my mother was diagnosed with sirosis, she continued to drink up until the day I called 911 and she was taken to the hospital hemoraging to death!
Sirosis is not a very good way to go by the way. You ultimately bleed to death. I remember getting a call from doctor Hornberger (He's the guy who wrote the book "Mash" by the way). He wanted to do emergency surgery to try to stop the bleeding and maybe she would see Christmas, we were told. So, by all means do whatever you can to save her life! They opened her up, took one look, and closed her right back up again. There was nothing there! The calamity that the disease caused was so horrible, there was nothing they could do to fix it!
I am real sorry mum but I could not come down and see you all hooked up to machines the last 2 weeks of your life! It just hurt so bad, I can still feel the pain today, 35 years later!
I was 21 when she died. But it seemed like I was only 6. I was an adult and ashamed of feeling so bad. Her doctor knew by talking to me over the phone, that I was devastated so he prescribed some valium to me. That was my introduction to using pills to negate what I was feeling at the time. I later became a drug addict. It was no surprise to my iop counselor.
Even though that happened so long ago, it still affects me today in everything I see, everything I do and in everything I think. I think they call that living the life of an ACOA. Everything on that Laundry list is me throughin and throughout!
Yes! I had to agree with my uncle, those friday night parties were killers!
Thankyou for reading this.
We talked about old times and he got all excited when he spoke about how much he missed those friday night parties at my house with my parents. I told him I missed my parents more then I missed the parties.
You see it was the heavy drinking that caused liver sirosis in my mother and ultimately killed her at the age of 52. My dad died of an alcohol related problem even though he stopped drinking in his 60's. All the liguer I dumped down the drain, had no affect except to make her and my dad mad. All the begging and pleading and threatening to commit suicide was useless in getting them to stop committing a slow suicide themselves! Even after my mother was diagnosed with sirosis, she continued to drink up until the day I called 911 and she was taken to the hospital hemoraging to death!
Sirosis is not a very good way to go by the way. You ultimately bleed to death. I remember getting a call from doctor Hornberger (He's the guy who wrote the book "Mash" by the way). He wanted to do emergency surgery to try to stop the bleeding and maybe she would see Christmas, we were told. So, by all means do whatever you can to save her life! They opened her up, took one look, and closed her right back up again. There was nothing there! The calamity that the disease caused was so horrible, there was nothing they could do to fix it!
I am real sorry mum but I could not come down and see you all hooked up to machines the last 2 weeks of your life! It just hurt so bad, I can still feel the pain today, 35 years later!
I was 21 when she died. But it seemed like I was only 6. I was an adult and ashamed of feeling so bad. Her doctor knew by talking to me over the phone, that I was devastated so he prescribed some valium to me. That was my introduction to using pills to negate what I was feeling at the time. I later became a drug addict. It was no surprise to my iop counselor.
Even though that happened so long ago, it still affects me today in everything I see, everything I do and in everything I think. I think they call that living the life of an ACOA. Everything on that Laundry list is me throughin and throughout!
Yes! I had to agree with my uncle, those friday night parties were killers!
Thankyou for reading this.
Bob, hopefully we can catch up soon. XX
Although I didn't grow up with alcoholism, as they say, I grew up with double messages, negative comments, sarcasm, the "silent treatment, etc., etc.
However, I know I am being healed, one Day at a Time.
It's not too amazing that many members of my Al Anon Group are therapists, teachers, counselors, etc.