The Vomit - the horror - photo by funkandjazz
The smell of an alcoholic who has been lying in bed amongst her piles of mess, binging on neat vodka, vomiting, barely eating, peeing in a bucket blah blah blah is quite horrific. She ponged. She was skeletal. Jane could barely walk. She wasn't and isn't the person I loved or my partner. She is some kind of mental patient in a dark dingy far away institution. She came out of her room looking for more Mr bloody V or wine, anything that contained ethanol alcohol, literally anything, and I hid some wine I had and refused to buy any booze. I also turned my head away and told her to go back to her dark den as her appearance disgusted and shocked me, which it did.
Jane is now in hospital. As I said her vomiting after the long, long heavy binge was too bad. She was groaning and moaning all the time until 1 am in the middle of the night until I could take it no more and called emergency services and asked for an ambulance. I almost had a row with the telephone operator so I was surprised the ambulance came, actually.
Jane has a bag permanently made up with clothes etc. for when she goes to hospital. Yup, that is true. I just grabbed it. She just about put some track suite trousers on and we walked her to the ambulance. She could barely walk.
The smell of an alcoholic is foul. Jane smelled of dirt and death.
Freddie,
ReplyDeleteI am so sorry you are going through this crap. I am nowhere near in the type of situation you are in at the moment, but I do understand. My wife used to be a lot worse before the children were born (sometimes I wonder how they ever were). I have made that call and have taken her to hospital myself many times in the past, although not recently so for that I am grateful.
Jane is in the best place, and for the moment does not need you to watch over her and take care of her so take this as respite time and try to look after yourself. I'll be thinking of you, good luck mate.
ssoa, Thanks for the support. It is appreciated. And good luck to you.
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