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Grapevine : September 2011
control. I never went to jail or got a DUI, but I was fired from the youth center for leaving narcotics in the front desk drawer. I got very sick very fast from the continuous drink- ing and very little sleep. I wound up in the hospital for 10 days with a very serious sinus infection that was not responding to oral or in- travenous medications. Surgery was quickly scheduled. During the op- eration, my heart stopped. I started to get scared and began to see how ill I really was. After canceling my appointment five times, I asked a friend to take me for a free alcohol evaluation. I had thought I was an alcoholic for several years. The evaluator told me I needed inpatient treatment---im- mediately. I answered yes to 40 out of 44 questions and was told I was going downhill fast. I explained to the evaluator that my parents would never agree for me to be sent to treat- ment and I needed their consent. I was still on their insurance. The evaluator thought this was an excuse or part of my denial. Not knowing whether they would come, we decided to bring them in for a talk. I asked my parents if they would be willing to come to a counseling ap- pointment about my drinking. I'd had other therapists throughout the years so this shouldn't have been a surprise. They'd even received a letter from a camp administrator when I was 13 about my bringing drugs to camp. They arrived and the four of us stared across the room at one an- other. The evaluator spoke: "Your daughter has a serious problem and needs inpatient treatment, today." My dad compared his cigarette smoking to my drinking. He didn't need treatment for smoking, so I didn't need treatment for drinking. My mom had a big party coming up for her parents and she said this would interfere with her plans. "We will not support her going to treatment in any way," they decided. Part of me was relieved. I could continue to drink and do so at their house with their expensive, overflow- I was working with kids who were drinking. I taught them about AA and the Twelve Steps ... and every night I went home to drink. My supervisor advised metodrinkina different city so I wouldn't run into the parents of my clients at bars. 36 September 2011