MrsMcNear50
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I haven't seen Sweet Betsy for over a week..actually since I took her the phone and didn't hear from her. She called after her first dental appointment., said she had to have a root canal before they could replace the tooth. All day appointment., could I please take her, as she said she needed my support. I agreed, texted her boyfriend Sunday nite to make sure she was still going. She assured yes, so I drive the 20 miles to get her. She appears on boyfriend's porch, dressed, boots on, ready to go. I step out of the car, say Good Morning and she informs me she's not going. I ask why she didn't text me before I made the drive. She said she had just decided. I could tell from the look on her face that she was in "one of her moods". Not going there. I said OK, got back in my car and left.
Afternoon rolls around. I had interviewed for a job a few weeks ago. I've been laid off for 19 months, and have not been able to land anything. So I'm pumped about this job. I get the call about 3, yes, I got the job and start next Monday. GREAT NEWS!!!! Not 15 mins. into my happy dance, my phone rings. Betsy's boyfriend. easy child and I look at each other. These are never good calls, and I hesitate, but answer the phone.
boyfriend starts talking. He is kicking Betsy out of his house and she has no where to go. I immediatley inform him, that if Betsy wants to talk to me, she can call me herself. Don't want to talk to you. He continues that yes, I probably need to come down and talk to her. I promptly told him, I was NOT coming back down there, why was he even calling me? He repeats that Bets needs to get out of his house and has no where to go. My blood pressure is soaring now. I, not very nicely, tell him, that this is between him and Betsy. It has NOTHING to do with me. You let her move in, she made the choice to move in, if things aren't working out, YOU TWO figure it out and to not call my phone again. And I hung up. Haven't heard from either of them since then.
I have talked to a dual diagnosis hospital about 2 hours from here. My brother went thru the program and has been clean for 7 years. He chose to stay in the city, not to come back home, where he knew he would start hanging with old accquatices. He has been very successful. He spoke with the director, there is an open bed. Medicaid will pay for her treatment. He offered to be there for her, visiting, making sure she had what she needed. That was my offer to her. Call me when you want a ride. Other than that, there isnothing I can do for her.
For the first time in a long time, I feel that I am strong enough to NOT enable her. I actually felt positive after I hung up the phone. Maybe, just maybe, homeless will be her bottom. All I want for her is to be healthy and happy.
Blessings,
Julie
Afternoon rolls around. I had interviewed for a job a few weeks ago. I've been laid off for 19 months, and have not been able to land anything. So I'm pumped about this job. I get the call about 3, yes, I got the job and start next Monday. GREAT NEWS!!!! Not 15 mins. into my happy dance, my phone rings. Betsy's boyfriend. easy child and I look at each other. These are never good calls, and I hesitate, but answer the phone.
boyfriend starts talking. He is kicking Betsy out of his house and she has no where to go. I immediatley inform him, that if Betsy wants to talk to me, she can call me herself. Don't want to talk to you. He continues that yes, I probably need to come down and talk to her. I promptly told him, I was NOT coming back down there, why was he even calling me? He repeats that Bets needs to get out of his house and has no where to go. My blood pressure is soaring now. I, not very nicely, tell him, that this is between him and Betsy. It has NOTHING to do with me. You let her move in, she made the choice to move in, if things aren't working out, YOU TWO figure it out and to not call my phone again. And I hung up. Haven't heard from either of them since then.
I have talked to a dual diagnosis hospital about 2 hours from here. My brother went thru the program and has been clean for 7 years. He chose to stay in the city, not to come back home, where he knew he would start hanging with old accquatices. He has been very successful. He spoke with the director, there is an open bed. Medicaid will pay for her treatment. He offered to be there for her, visiting, making sure she had what she needed. That was my offer to her. Call me when you want a ride. Other than that, there isnothing I can do for her.
For the first time in a long time, I feel that I am strong enough to NOT enable her. I actually felt positive after I hung up the phone. Maybe, just maybe, homeless will be her bottom. All I want for her is to be healthy and happy.
Blessings,
Julie
