MommaTried24
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My son called yesterday afternoon and wasn't in the program I had thought he got into that morning. Ended up not being a good call and I had to text him after he hung up angry that I wasn't coming to get him. He never asked but that guilt manipulation tactic was in full force. I tried to send him to the Vanderbilt Psychiatry Hospital instead of the homeless shelter but last he said he was staying at the shelter.
I had called around for other rehab facility options after he and I got off the phone late yesterday afternoon. I was concerned with the seizure activity he'd been having the last week and so I was still trying to get him out of the homeless shelter if possible. One lead had me on the phone with a person at Ascension Hospital. Little did I know last night what was happening. However, I absolutely could not sleep. The most restless I've been in the four years he's been gone. I was also up sick on the toilet all night as well. I almost got up and left to Nashville at 3:00 but I waited. I just kept feeling drawn to go so I drove two hours to show up unannounced.
I arrived at 10 and when I pull into the parking lot, there he stood looking right at me. He had just walked there from the hospital and had the discharge papers in his hands. I asked if he'd had another seizure and he said he didn't remember. He said the hospital told him he had OD'd. He hands me the paperwork and first thing I see is Ascension Hospital. He has never, ever been there. Always Vanderbilt for 28 years. He had alcohol intoxication and opiate overdose. Somehow all night my body and soul knew something was wrong. I was definitely guided somehow to have driven there.
He decided to stay and try the 7 month program. Met a man working there that went through the program off of meth. He seemed to take to my son so I'm hoping there is a friend there. I wanted to bring him home so bad when I saw him but I knew I couldn't. My son's only emotion he shows now is bursts of anger. Especially when I told that guy that lots of people love and care about him. He got extremely angry real quick. I knew by looking at him and the way he was just numb and still recovering from an overdose, there might not be hope for him now. He might not survive this.
I am glad I went because I came home with love and hugs instead of the fist 4 years ago. We both needed that. Especially if something were to happen. He is at greater risk because of the epilepsy. However, he's too normal to control. Yet, still I question leaving him there. I know now that I truly can't save him from himself, he has to. Anything else would still prove to be futile. I just pray he takes to this guy and this spiritual program and learn that God loves him too. Prayers for my son tonight.
I had called around for other rehab facility options after he and I got off the phone late yesterday afternoon. I was concerned with the seizure activity he'd been having the last week and so I was still trying to get him out of the homeless shelter if possible. One lead had me on the phone with a person at Ascension Hospital. Little did I know last night what was happening. However, I absolutely could not sleep. The most restless I've been in the four years he's been gone. I was also up sick on the toilet all night as well. I almost got up and left to Nashville at 3:00 but I waited. I just kept feeling drawn to go so I drove two hours to show up unannounced.
I arrived at 10 and when I pull into the parking lot, there he stood looking right at me. He had just walked there from the hospital and had the discharge papers in his hands. I asked if he'd had another seizure and he said he didn't remember. He said the hospital told him he had OD'd. He hands me the paperwork and first thing I see is Ascension Hospital. He has never, ever been there. Always Vanderbilt for 28 years. He had alcohol intoxication and opiate overdose. Somehow all night my body and soul knew something was wrong. I was definitely guided somehow to have driven there.
He decided to stay and try the 7 month program. Met a man working there that went through the program off of meth. He seemed to take to my son so I'm hoping there is a friend there. I wanted to bring him home so bad when I saw him but I knew I couldn't. My son's only emotion he shows now is bursts of anger. Especially when I told that guy that lots of people love and care about him. He got extremely angry real quick. I knew by looking at him and the way he was just numb and still recovering from an overdose, there might not be hope for him now. He might not survive this.
I am glad I went because I came home with love and hugs instead of the fist 4 years ago. We both needed that. Especially if something were to happen. He is at greater risk because of the epilepsy. However, he's too normal to control. Yet, still I question leaving him there. I know now that I truly can't save him from himself, he has to. Anything else would still prove to be futile. I just pray he takes to this guy and this spiritual program and learn that God loves him too. Prayers for my son tonight.
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