Drug rehab

Friday, January 15, 2010

It took my husband such a long time to finally convince one of his friends that he had a drug addiction. It seemed like almost once a month my husband was getting a call from his friend to help him out. After driving forty miles in the middle of the night to the friend's house the last time, my husband knocked on the door. No answer. Then he walked around the house, all the lights were on, back to the door knocking. No answer. Fearing the worst that happen my husband pushed in the door to find his friend on the floor blacked out. He was okay the next morning. In the weeks to come my husband talked him into getting help at a drug rehab. We'll see in the weeks to follow if he stays with it. Addictions can be the worst.


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