Cotton Fever

I swear to God, if I learn anymore about drug use....I might as well use.......

Ever heard of cotton fever?

Triple D has been at it again. This time it's shooting up. I've read shooting up Oxy, is like shooting up heroin. I found out about this right before Christmas. I start writing up contracts, taking away cell phones, hiding car keys, snooping at e-mail (which I have heard could possibly lead to prison), calling drug dealers and leaving warnings of possible arrest for them, and just plain acting like a chicken with my head cut off.

After trying to get her to leave and not having any proof that she had drugs, I'm told that I must present an eviction notice to get her off my property.

Her second counselor has quit and suggested she attend an out patient program instead Club Rehab. Time and time again, I've been told she needs to grow up. And time and time again, I tell myself  "yes, she does." I say it so often, I think, I'm beginning to believe it??

So we set up the appointment to go to BOAT. I hope no one I ever know needs these services but if you do... I'm the gal to ask! She takes off the night before, after promising she is ready to quit again. She returns home right after her scheduled appointment.......imagine that?

I tell her if she is not serious about quitting she will be leaving a lot sooner than the contracted time because I'm ready to make her life miserable. She is without a way to contact her dealers, but somehow they know what and when she needs to get a "fix."

She goes to the initial meeting at BOAT and is asked to come back the next night for a group meeting. She's been told that she is to have no unsupervised contact with Alexa and if I want I can call the Department of Children and Families. They are already involved because of the older grand girls.......so ........

Before the group meeting Triple D has started to act suspicious. We are in the car. I tell her I KNOW she is shooting up and if she can't get rid of her needles then I'm going to assume she is not serious about this and I'll call the cops and let them search the house. She says she doesn't have any paraphernalia  but as it turns out...after a few minutes, she takes her needle out from hiding and throws it out the car window. I keep driving but my sense of ??? I don't know why I turned around . I didn't want dirty needles laying around my neighborhood for some kid to find? I didn't want her going back and picking it up? I wanted to dispose of it properly??? I don't know but I did go back and get the needle and I cut it up and put it in my needle bin. (I have to take a shot, that's why I have a needle bin). She runs to her bed room crying.

A bit later I'm trying to get dinner ready, cause LL is coming back from her 2 week trip to LA, and I hear Triple D calling me in a frantic voice. I walk into her room and she is shaking so much I think she is about to have a seizure. I ask her if she's got something bad and should I call 911. She says she didn't take anything. I tell her I know she is not going through withdrawals that quickly, so I walk out of the room.

I hear her calling me again and I walk in and she is shaking and sweating and can hardly talk. I tell her I'm going to call 911 but she tells me she has done a cotton wash and she thinks she has cotton fever. Now, I'm thinking, I'll just run to the computer and look it up. I look up cotton wash and am unable to find anything on that. I walk back into the room and she says she is going to throw up but she can't get out of bed. I tell her I don't know what she has done but if the shaking doesn't stop, I'm calling the ambulance. (this is all taking place in the time it is taking you to read it....)

Here let me find a FUCKING vein for you!

She starts to scream at me that she has cotton fever and it's about a bacteria that cotton has in it and it gets into your body when you shoot up. So...........I go to the computer and look up cotton fever. It's not very serious but evidently it is common amongst those who shoot up. After reading the out come of what will happen. I feel like walking in her room and saying GOOD! GOOD! YOU IDIOT!!! I HOPE YOU STAY SICK FOR THE WHOLE 24 HOURS!! I restrained myself.

This is what happened in a nut shell. When you shoot up Oxy/Roxy or anything else, I guess, you have to filter the liquid through the cotton ball to get whatever "stuff" is in it , out. She thought she could take water and shoot it through the used cotton ball and possibly get a bit of the drug left and get a small high. Approximately 30 minutes after she shot up, the effects of cotton fever came on. Evidently there is some sort of bacteria that is in cotton that can cause the symptoms she had.

She has been clean now a week. I can only hope it continues.

Lucy's Mind at Work

My first thought was to write about Baby who is my 3 year old granddaughter. I've raised 4 kids and for the moment I'm  raising her. I feel much like WC Fields when he said???....hum......what did he say???

so this is how it happens.......... 

Lucy's Mind at Work

I google famous quotes about children.

First I see Groucho Marx and I think maybe I got the wrong guy but the only thing about kids that he has is...."I've got the brain of a four year old. I'll bet he was glad to be rid of it." I think that is lame......I'd love to have the brain of a 4 year old.....even a 4 year old can stay on task longer than I can.

 Then I see on the sidebar... if I like Groucho check out George Carlin. I LOVE George Carlin!!! The quote that catches my attention is ....."One tequila, two tequila, three tequila, floor." That reminds me that I'm not drinking. This in turn reminds me of Al-Anon and what a lady said in there........ "If you have one foot in the future and the other in the past, then your peeing all over today".  I begin to wonder if that was her actual quote or if someone else said it first. I go back to the quote section and begin a search.

 I find this quote by Albert Einstein, "The distinction between the past, present and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion". What ever the hell that means? When I click that quote, it takes me to his quote of  "Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results". I think that is kind of funny since today in tennis I kept trying to hit this same drop shot over and over and it was NOT working..... did I change my plan?? NOOO....I guess I play insane tennis. But for real, they say that quote in Al-Anon a lot......strange huh?

This, in turn, makes me think about Baby's mom who is busy rehabbing. She is in a half way house now.......I want her rehabilitated........I DO NOT want to raise Baby forever.

I wonder what the success rate for recover is?

 I start searching for the rates of success. It's confusing to find these statistics since each rehab center rates success differently. Some just rate the success based on those who complete the 30/60/90 day program. The days depend on the place. TQ was  in a center that goes for 30 days. She has succeeded  as far as that rehab is concerned. She stayed clean while she was there. She attended the required meetings. She saw a counselor weekly. She stayed open minded and followed all suggestions. She took her medicine as required. The 1/2 way house that she is in now seems to be a good place.....but.........Oh wait.........this was not where I was going with this blog.

I was looking for WC Fields quote about kids........I love my grand girls but I REALLY would like to be grandma just for a day.

Finally! I find WC Fields but one quote says " I love kids....fried"  the other says "I love kids......cooked properly".

That is not the quote I'm looking for since they are so much better battered ...with a little assault and pepper.......ahem......a little joke there.

Later I will look to see if I made that up or if it was done by someone famous...........right now....I'm tired