Sunday, October 31, 2010

10 minutes

I have put a lot of thought into what can one do in ten minutes? Dry your hair, make a quick phone call, day dream, glance through a mail order magazine... who knows. Why ten minutes? For those who don't allready know, the indian almost went home to his maker recently, literally ten more minutes and he would have died.

I found him in the emergency room in a coma, combination of not eating and taking a valium to help sleep so he could work third and some kind of alchohol he doesn't really remember.

Needless to say, that and the 7 day acute pancreatic attack afterwards has encouraged him to become sober. I also let him know that he had three months to get it together, once was hard enough. He has initiated aa without me nagging and really says that waking up from a coma scared him straight. I think I believe him. He also knows that next time he could just die, so I will not be chasing around snooping and looking for slip ups.

Since that time he has turned back into the man I love, he is funny, kind, sweet and never misses a chance to say " you're pretty." I wont babble on about this as it was so personally painful, but as anyone who reads me knows. I often tell all.

So, next time anyone thinks about mixing benzodiazapines and alchohol, think again. One pill almost killed the man I love.

6 comments:

Tara R. said...

Sorry you all had such a scare, but sounds like it was just what needed to happen. Good luck and best wishes.

Blasé said...

I figured you not commenting on my blog anymore was a sign that you had found yourself a man.

I'm glad me breaking the law got your attention, anyway ;D

Anonymous said...

Good to hear this great news. AA has been such a blessing to all my children. My son Jerry and his wife Biancha go to AA every chance they get. Biancha was found face-down - in a, shall we say - compromising position. Her back was badly bruised. It warms my heart to know they are doing everything they can to ensure that this horrific tragedy never takes place again. After reading your blogs for so long, I am glad I finally got up the nerve to tell you how much I care about you and your indian. I feel like you guys are truly a part of my spirit and soul. Please take care

Mamaluv said...

oh gull darn it, for some reason my name didn't show up on the last post. My name mamaluv. My late-husband was from the Kiccapoo tribe. Not sure if thats the correct spelling or not. What tribe does your indian hale from? Maybe we are related? May God's everlasting light shine upon you and your indian.
-Mamaluv

jojo said...

Thank You mamaluv for your support and leaving your name to the other annonymous, please do not leave comments if you cannot leave your name.

Mrs4444 said...

Well, they say you have to hit bottom to wake up. I'm glad he hit it. When he goes to AA, you might also consider AlAnon; I'm told it's very helpful. I attended ACOA (Adult Children of Alcoholics) for a while, and it changed my life. Good luck to you both.