My friend has been a chronic alcoholic for some years now with frequent hospital admissions, at first the admissions were usually down to injuries sustained whilst intoxicated, however, sadly now she is admitted weekly as a result of the complications caused by her continued alcohol abuse.
She vomits so much blood, her stomach is huge, her hands, legs, ankles and feet are severely swollen. During her last admission the hospital gave her a detox and she was told by the liver specialist that she has cirrhosis of the liver and Hepatitis and warned that if she continued to drink she will die.
Having lost her children as a result of this dreadful disease, I feel she has given up. As heartbreaking as this last week has been I don't know what else to do. I have tried everything in my power to convince her that the solution lies within her, if only she could see that. I've attended two appointments at the local alcohol addiction centre with her, I'm in communication with her GP and social services, have offered to take her to AA meetings but she has been so intoxicated every day since being discharged from hospital I just don't know what else I can do.
She refused the breathalyser at the appointment with the alcohol addiction nurse, insisting that she hadn't been drinking, although it was clear that she had. Social services deemed her unsafe to be living alone yet she has nowhere else to go so after a call to the GP it was decided she was safer in hospital...I let the paramedics into her flat but after two hours they left without her as she refused to go to hospital.
Her children were always her world but them avoiding her calls and their unwillingness to visit just fuels her drinking and so the vicious cycle continues. I am her only contact and it is proving to be the most heartbreaking experience, I just don't know what else I can do, it is soul destroying watching this once attractive, intelligent lady slowly killing herself.
I'm the only contact for the hospital, the GP, social services and the alcohol addiction centre, and it feels such a huge responsibility. I am also the only person checking on her everyday and I'm afraid of the day I turn up and my worst fear is waiting for me.
I can totally understand the children who are 21, 18 and 13, have lost hope having heard the false promises so many times. I can see both sides, each so sad.
Now I am at a loss, my heart can't walk away from her yet it is breaking watching her self destruct.