It is Fourth of July. A day for fireworks and booze. I can drink, but it never turns out well. I can even stop at two glasses of wine. But then, sort of like a drone falling on my house,something really nasty happens. Two or so months later of my drinking I find myself having… Continue reading My first Blog, Cross Tolerance
Have you ever thought about committing suicide? I have. Have I had a plan? Yes. Have I attempted it? No. Why?Two factors I think. The love of my kids and being unwilling to leave behind the psychological trauma that I know they would carry. My thoughts of suicide always followed the coming down from and… Continue reading Interventions/Suicide Do no Harm
Hear this, Big Pharma: I appreciate the fact that through the introduction of some medications, our lives have been improved and extended. Your industry, like most things in life, though, is not so black or white. Let us face an important fact. A big part of your motivation is your bottom line, making money. There… Continue reading Big Pharm at it again.
At first I feel like crap professionally, but that feeling lasts only a nanosecond. I don’t have the luxury of wallowing in my own deflating self-esteem. I know the stats: about 5 to 10 percent of patients do not accept the first option we offer them. Five percent go to treatment after the intervention, and 5… Continue reading When it don’t come easy, when a patient does not accept the help of treatment at an intervention…..
Teenagers—in a world all their own. A world where everything they know is right. Sometimes they need a reality check, and that is what this mom provided them at the dinner table. (Food makes them a captive audience.) I had just returned home from having taken a 12-step meeting into one of the best rehabs in… Continue reading Oh, No, No, No, Not at my Dinner Table
I have done interventions for 13 years. I wish I could bottle the answer to this question: Who will live and who will die of the disease of addiction/alcoholism among the population that receives help?I used to predict who would do well. Having been wrong so many times, I no longer predict; I just hope… Continue reading Who will die? Who will thrive ?