I’ve intentionally kept myself away from here for the most part, for the last few months. Asking for marriage advice from anonymous strangers on the internet who really don’t know me or my wife has been unfruitful, and has mostly resulted in people yelling at me and insulting my wife. I mistakenly thought that, being a regular SDMB poster for 13+ years equated with “these people know me”. That was the result of my isolating myself from the real world for too many years.
To those of you who have yelled and insulted … I apologize. I was asking too much, and asking wrongly. The situation between my wife and myself is a personal thing, and I was wrong to throw my questions out into the anonymous internet.
So, again, I apologize.
But I wanted to update you on the current situation. I spilled the beans to you, and I think it’s only fair that I describe the cleanup.
My wife has finally hit “rock bottom”, as all addicts need to do. She has finally realized that, if she does not stop drinking, she is going to die.
I came home from work on my birthday, May 17, to find my wife already drunk. Given that she has no income, and I hadn’t given her any money, I didn’t know at first how this had happened. It turned out that my mother had sent us a Safeway gift card, and my wife intercepted it in the mail. She used it to buy me a birthday cake … and herself some alcohol. Shortly after I got home, she started having intense chest pains (she suffers from congestive heart failure). I called an ambulance, and I spent the rest of my birthday in the emergency room. I had already informed the EMTs that she had been drinking (I had already found the empty containers), and once we were in the emergency room they did a breath and blood test on her that both showed how much she had in her system, and she insisted that she had gone to her AA meeting that very night and that she hadn’t been drinking.
Then she got drunk on her own birthday, June 1. And it again resulted in a trip to the emergency room.
After that, she voluntarily went to detox. As soon as she was done with a week in detox, taking Librium, a drug they give to relieve alcohol withdrawal symptoms, she voluntarily enrolled herself in rehab.
I haven’t seen my wife in three weeks, aside from a couple very brief moments when I was delivering clothes to her at the clinic. I get to finally visit her tomorrow, briefly. I’ll have to cut out of work for a bit to go see her.
God, I just want her to get better. I love her so very very much.