And just a quick update, because I know that everyone always gets hopeful when "their" addict decides to go to rehab: AH never made it to rehab yesterday. He called me yesterday and left a long rambling message about a medical emergency, and how he is holed up in a motel outside of a truck stop somewhere in Wisconsin, and that someone offered him crack, and wasn't that weird?
I did not call back.
This is a guy that purports to be in recovery already, and just needs a little help from rehab. This is one of those examples where drawing lines around what he DOES compared to what he SAYS is crucial to one's well-being.
Meanwhile, I supervised at DS13's first track meet last night and met tons of kids and parents from his school. Great weather.
Life goes on. It really does.