My 38 year old brother has been a raging alcoholic for about
20 years. I am the only one in my family that saw it at all, and have been totally demonized each time I try to broach the subject. I told him eleven years ago that I cannot be around him until he has been sober for three months. It is just not safe. Plus, I have a kid who does not, by any stretch of the imagination, deserve to be subjected to him.
He has no family, no GF, no local true friends, and no job. Our mom has been supporting him 100% for a very long time - rent, groceries, booze, cell phone, car, laundry, cooking, pocket money, internet, and on and on and on. My brother just took and took, and she let him, despite my pleadings that she
open her eyes! In fact, he lived with her for two years, up until December. In that time, she did not leave her house at all, saying she was afraid to leave him alone. My response: MOM, IF YOU ARE AFRAID TO LEAVE HIM AT HOME ALONE, THIS IS A MEDICAL EMERGENCY - TAKE HIM TO A DOCTOR, GET HIS LIVER CHECKED, MAKE HIM GO TO AA, SIGN HIM UP WITH A THERAPIST - FOR GOD'S SAKE, DO SOMETHING! AND FOR THE LOVE OF GOD STOP BUYING HIM BOOZE! Of course, this totally backfired with my mom totally resisting and being angry at me for saying such things.
Fastforward to a month ago: He was taken to the hospital, vomiting and pooping blood, had 13 liters of fluid siphoned off, followed by another 11 liters two weeks later. His legs and feet are totally swollen. He has spider veins on his skin and bruises all over. He is severely jaundiced - even to his eyes. He's battled fevers. His hands cramp into contractures. He was getting plasma injections. He is confused, disoriented, angry, and lashing out. Sometimes he's relatively lucid, but it comes and goes. He hallucinates about
bugs that aren't there and was seen having a conversation with the wall. He is still in the hospital.
He was advised that the only way he could survive, of course, was to stay sober, and that someone with his history needs in-house rehab. He thinks everyone who says this is completely stupid and don't know what we're talking about
. Indignant to the core, he acts offended by it.
His solution (assuming he makes it out of the hospital at all) is to move back to his apartment, live alone, feed himself, take care of himself, drive himself to various doctor's appointments, and live happily ever after. It is so sad, but his vision is such a pipe dream. He just can't get there without some other treatment in between. Hell, he can't even go to the lobby in the hospital without needing at least three breaks. He falls asleep on himself all the time - often mid-sentence, he has no license due to his handful of dui's, he has no support there whatsoever other than a few new drinkin buddies, as far as I can tell.
He is such a sick man - chronically and acutely, mentally and physically. It is so sad. I see his decision as ultimately meaning that he'll be dead in a couple of weeks. Even setting aside the reality of returning to the sauce, he's just not able to care for himself, to monitor his health, to remember medications, to get to the doctor, to grocery shop, to feed himself, etc. It is so incredibly heartbreaking, but I think he has alcoholic demintia and this is where his "plan" finds its root. It is not objectively realistic at all.
My mom has finally
opened her eyes to the reality of his alcoholism which is actually has been an amazing transformation. She is crushed at his demise, at her unbelievably strong denial, and at her clear contributions to his self-destruction.
Please please please give me some guidance if you have any. I've read everything I can get my hands on, but still feel like I'm in a vacuum.
Post Edited (ytrewq) : 6/10/2011 1:26:58 PM (GMT-6)