Alcoholism has taken my friend
My dear friend Chuck died last night. He had been in the hospital numerous times over the past few years culminating in a cluster of stays in recent months. His body couldn't take anymore. He was admitted for another case of acute pancreatitis on Saturday and started bleeding from that organ. Last night his liver and kidneys failed and he passed on.
He was one of my first boyfriends, such a lovely, wonderful, caring person. I reached out to him a number of times over the years, trying to offer him help and support but he never responded.
His family has suffered so much watching him go through this and trying to help him. I am good friends with his sister and my mother with his parents so I have been able to keep up by way of them.
His sister had told me that they recently had come to a place of peace as a family, despite the pain and despite the hope that somehow, someway he might find it in him to help himself.
He was only 35 years old, still so much time left on this earth had he been able to quit. So very, very sad.
He was one of my first boyfriends, such a lovely, wonderful, caring person. I reached out to him a number of times over the years, trying to offer him help and support but he never responded.
His family has suffered so much watching him go through this and trying to help him. I am good friends with his sister and my mother with his parents so I have been able to keep up by way of them.
His sister had told me that they recently had come to a place of peace as a family, despite the pain and despite the hope that somehow, someway he might find it in him to help himself.
He was only 35 years old, still so much time left on this earth had he been able to quit. So very, very sad.
Thank you all, and thank you especially to those that will use this to remember that alcohol can kill at any age.
He had been in and out of treatment for some time. His family had tried everything from holding his hand through rehab to tough love, kicking him out, selling his car, etc. Nothing seemed to work.
Any loss is a great loss and this was certainly one of them, what a special person he was. I have such warm memories of the tenderness, joy and care he put into each of his relationships.
He had been in and out of treatment for some time. His family had tried everything from holding his hand through rehab to tough love, kicking him out, selling his car, etc. Nothing seemed to work.
Any loss is a great loss and this was certainly one of them, what a special person he was. I have such warm memories of the tenderness, joy and care he put into each of his relationships.
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