It’s a longish story even minimizing the details, but I think it’s an interesting one. I don’t know if it makes complete sense - you can ask about anything puzzling, but I may not know the answer.
“Lou,” a soft-hearted friend of mine, age 71, has been a father figure to many troubled kids throughout his life. He’s been a Hawai’i resident for nearly 30 years now, but for years before that he had his art studio in a rough section of LA. “Troy,” a fatherless boy with a drug-addled, abusive mother, was a frequent visitor, and their friendship has lasted through decades. Troy is in his 50s now.
According to Lou, Troy is a good human being but the stresses of poverty, addiction, and gang violence have taken their toll. As a young man, Troy was spending the night at a friend’s house. The friend was targeted for a gang-related shooting and in the fray Troy was shot so badly in the leg that it had to be amputated. Troy has been in and out of recovery from crystal meth addiction. At his high points, he was drug-free, living with his wife and kids, and employed as a drug counselor. At his low points, he’s been a homeless druggie.
Lou has given Troy money over the years - I don’t want to know how much - but only when Troy has been clean. Lou always told Troy that if he was drug-free and needed a place to stay to clear his head for a while, he could come stay with Lou in Hawai’i. Lou feels that he’s given his word to Troy on this and must follow through.
I don’t know all the details, but recently Lou sent Troy a one-way ticket to Hawai’i (Troy has been living in LA somehow, or homeless there maybe) under the impression that Troy was drug-free and would be bringing a prosthetic leg, which greatly increases his mobility. (Troy’s circumstances have been such that he hasn’t always had a fitting prosthesis.)
Shortly after arrival, Troy experienced severe cramps so Lou took him to the emergency room. He was diagnosed with a life-threatening intestinal blockage and is in the hospital now. The doctors say he is lucky to be alive and would not be if he hadn’t been treated.
I am not clear on whether Troy is truly clean right now, although he must be as a practical matter since he has no local access to drugs. Turns out he did NOT bring a prosthesis which means he can’t drive a regular vehicle. Lou lives in a rural area, far from places where Troy could theoretically work, shop, and otherwise do things besides sit at home.
Lou says he feels “conned” because Troy led him to believe he had his leg. If Troy returns to the mainland he will be homeless. His wife is under court order not to let him stay with her until he completes a drug rehab program (I assume this is because of minor children in the home).
So Lou is trying to figure out how to get Troy into a rehab program here on the island of Hawai’i, given that Troy has (from California, not Hawai’i) Medicaid and disability-based Medicare. Yeah, good luck with that. All the treatment places have months-long waiting lists, it seems, and/or are cost prohibitive - one place was quoted at $1000/day.
I’m wondering if there is a way to get Troy enrolled in a California treatment facility that would arrange to meet him at the airport and take him to the program. Lou doesn’t have a whole lot of money but if insurance covered the treatment costs I’m sure he’d pay for whatever airfare/services fees it takes to get Troy housed in a facility.
This is way out of my area. I don’t know what the options could possibly be. I’m afraid Lou is going to wind up giving free housing and caretaker services to a mobility-impaired guy in poor physical and mental shape, with no end in sight. Knowing Lou, this is going to be extremely stressful (his daughter and her boyfriend lived with him for about a year and after the first few weeks it drove him crazy, as it limited his privacy and drove his food bills sky-high - but he was too passive to say anything to them).
If you are thinking, “Lou is a patsy and this is a mess of his own making, he’ll just have to deal with it,” I COMPLETELY agree. Still, Lou is a wonderful human being and it hurts me to see him in this situation. Gah!
I don’t know what I can do - I’ve already directed Lou to a friend who works for an addiction-recovery nonprofit here on island, and suggested that he look into what it would take to get Troy back to California. Unlike Lou, I DO have boundaries, so I’m not going to invite Troy to stay at my place, offer to pay for Troy’s services, or anything like that. Nor will I spend limitless hours doing research into what’s possible in California, but I would spend some time making calls, if people have ideas.
Sorry for the long post.