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[turps]

Earlier I was busy making tea. James had just come home from work and I had a turkey roast in the oven and a pan of potatoes bubbling nicely on the hob. Then someone knocked on the door. It was a man from our estate saying mam had fallen. James went to see what was up and I turned off all the rings and oven and went to investigate. I figured she's fallen over drunk somewhere, and she had, except I found her lying in the middle of the road, blood in a great big pool around her head, a circle of men telling her to stay still and another guy on the floor holding her hand.

Within minutes my brother and sister were there, called by some of the men from mam's phone. She was conscious by this time, making a fuss because she wanted to see her daughters and yeah, bloodstains all over when she grabbed our hands. I'll cut the long boring tedious annoying have to watch her every moment because she was determined to walk out of the hospital story short and say she's home now with stitches in her head. At least staying at Kay's because she can't be left at home tonight. When I left she was sitting laughing with Kay's cat, seemingly not worried that Chris had to leave his 38 week pregnant partner to sit in a hospital all night, or Corey had to stay with Kay's flatmate well after his bedtime on a school night. Or Kay had to pay one of her staff to take her shift at work.

While Kay and I were sitting with mam at the hospital she promised us she'd stop drinking, on Kay and my lives, so guess we're doomed. That phonecall we all expect, the one that's going to tell us she's managed to kill herself while drunk. It seemed that one step closer tonight.

Anyway, I'm tired, frustrated, pissed off, hungry and most of all sick and tired of this happening over and over again, so I'm going to bed.

Comments

[trumpeterofdoom.livejournal.com]

Oh honey. *hugs you tight*

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Thanks, honey.

*hugs back*

[bayouskye.livejournal.com]

Oh geez!

*hugs and love*

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that about sums it up.

Thanks :)

[lazydwarf.livejournal.com]

It's awful to think, but reading this makes me glad that my mom stays at home to drink herself stupid enough to fall down. (((Terri))) hugs and lots of sympathetic thoughts heading your way.

[turps33.livejournal.com]

It's a horrible situation all round. I'm sorry your mom has a problem too.

Thanks, honey.

[firequill.livejournal.com]

Why does family have to be so hard sometimes? Meh. *offers hugs*

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Families are the worst at times.

*takes hugs*

[msktrnanny.livejournal.com]

Oh, Ter. :huge hugs:

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

*hugs back*

[dine.livejournal.com]

oh, hon
*big hugs*

[turps33.livejournal.com]

*is hugged*

Thank you.

[raynedanser.livejournal.com]

*sigh* How frustrating. *hugs tight*

[turps33.livejournal.com]

She's enough to drive me crazy, really.

*hugs back*

Thank you.

[ephemera.livejournal.com]

oh love. *hand squeezes*

[turps33.livejournal.com]

I just wish she'd stop you know?

I love her so much and she's going to kill herself.

[topaz119.livejournal.com]

Oh, hon. Sending hopes for a good night's sleep for you.

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Thank you, that's exactly what I needed :)

[babycakesin.livejournal.com]

holy shit sweetie... *hugs tight*

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Thanks, honey.

*hugs back*

[soul4poetry.livejournal.com]

Oh hun..what an awful thing to deal with. *hugs*

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it's not the most pleasant thing.

*hugs back*

[withdiamonds.livejournal.com]

*hugs* Terri. Sleep well.

[turps33.livejournal.com]

I did, thank you.

[clumsygyrl.livejournal.com]

damn. *hugs*

[turps33.livejournal.com]

*hugs back*

Thanks, honey.

[mickeym.livejournal.com]

Oh, honey. *hugs* Honestly, I keep waiting for that phonecall with regards to my dad. I know where you're at, 'cos I'm there, myself.

[turps33.livejournal.com]

I know that phonecall will come one day, and it kills me because I love her so much. Yet at the same time, hate her because when she's drinking she's this other person I can't stand to be near.

I'm so sorry you understand, I wish you didn't.

*hugs tight*

[claire.livejournal.com]

:( {{{hugs}}}

[turps33.livejournal.com]

*hugs back*

Thanks :)

[nopseud]

{hugs} Ack, what a way to spend an evening.

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Yeah, there were a million and one things I'd rather be doing.

*hugs back* Thank you.

[kaethe.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

*hugs back*

[http://users.livejournal.com/_bettina_/]

*hugs*

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Thanks, Bettina.

*hugs back*

[chrismm.livejournal.com]

Oh my God, oh, hon. Man, to be so scared and pissed off at the same time, it's just crazy-making. Especially when the person who's causing the worry seems to almost do it on purpose--it just makes you want to smack them until your arm wears out. I'm so sorry. *hugs you so hard*

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that's pretty much it. I made a vow a while ago, all of us did, that we wouldn't go to the hospital if it was drink that put her there. Yesterday there was so much blood and she looked so bad that we all went, and we all stayed, and sometimes I wonder if she knows just how much we love her to do that.

She puts us through this over and over again, and it's been going on for years but none of us can totally cut her off, because she's our mam.

When she doesn't drink she's the loveliest person, when she does she's the total opposite and it doesn't matter how many times before she's promised to stop, still she's out nearly every day.

But, I'll stop babbling now. Thank you, honey. *hugs tight*

[ninjetti75.livejournal.com]

Well, not that I wish a fright on anyone, but in this case, I do.

I hope this scare wakes your mam up to the mess she's making of her life and convinces her to turn it around.


Not that I'm holding my breath or anything, but I -=do=- hope it, just for your sake.

*shakes head*

*hugs Terri*

[turps33.livejournal.com]

I know how this will go. She'll stay home for a week or so, then it'll be just going down to the pub for five minutes when she's visiting Kay. Then we'll be back to what it is now, every day.

Even last night she was laughing when we got back, she had no idea what she'd just put us all through. She kept going on that she'd only had one short, but that was a triple vodka and that was the only one we knew about, who knew how many more there were? Plus all the larger she drank too.

She hadn't eaten anything since Sunday and drank instead, it scares me the direction she's taking right now.

*hugs back*

Thanks, Josh. For being there, always.

[pensnest]

I wish I could think of something to say other than *hugs*. But I can't.

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Hugs will do me fine.

Thank you. *hugs back*

[castalie.livejournal.com]

Oh sis! *hugs tight*

Why does it have to be like this, why! It's such a sad situation.

[turps33.livejournal.com]

I wish I knew. I'm getting so sick of it and yet I know we'll always stick around. It seems no matter what we try, what ultimatums are given, she always goes back to where she was before, and it's getting worse.

Chris wasn't going to answer his phone last night, he never does when she's been out because no one wants to deal with it you know? But he sort of knew last night and answered.

It's just, she was lying there and everyone was watching. A gang of kids on their bikes who thought it was great entertainment, all our neighbours, twitching curtains, and there was blood everywhere. She had hold of my hand and I looked up and Kay was running up from the club, Chris drove over like a mad man to get their in minutes, and you could see in their expressions, that here we go again.

We're all expecting that call saying she's fallen under a bus, or over the bridge to splat on the road below.

I just wish things were different, but I know they won't be. It sucks but you just get up and keep going you know?

But I'll stop babbling now.

Thanks, sis. For everything *hugs tight*

[riikkarocks.livejournal.com]

Oh, sweetie. I'm so sorry you have to go through this. *hugs*

[turps33.livejournal.com]

*hugs back*

Thank you :)

[ceci2176.livejournal.com]

It's so frustrating and heartbreaking when we feel a need to parent our parents and they'll have none of it because we're their kids....

(((Terri)))

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it sucks.

Thanks, honey.

*hugs tight*

[yami-tai.livejournal.com]

♥hugs♥ Does your mam even admit that she has a problem?

[turps33.livejournal.com]

She knows she drinks too much, which is why she'll say that she'll stop. The problem is her whole life is centered on the pub. All her so called friends are alcoholics and when she sees them she ends up drinking too. Kay living and working in the club doesn't help either because mam will say she's going to visit Kay, walk through the bar and be there hours later.

She's been to see people but nothing comes of it. This has been going on for over 20 years now and for the longest time I didn't think she was an alcoholic, still don't in some ways, because she doesn't go out every day. At least she didn't, lately Sunday is the only day she's in and she's started to drink in the house too. Add that to the fact she hardly eats, and well, it worries me.

But yeah, that's a lot to tell you that she has admitted she has a problem, but addressing it long term is another matter.

*hugs tight*