Tuesday, November 4, 2008

When do we help our Adult Kids?

I got a call from an old friend today who wanted to wish me happy birthday and apologize for not sending me a card. I told her that was fine I didn't expect anything that her call was sweet. Then she went on to tell me about Peter, her son, and his Medical battle for the last 2 months.

26 and full of energy coupled with a great wit that was always followed by a lengthy explanation. He really is fun, just young. Peter called her in August telling her that he can hardly talk and he was scared. She drove into LA to pick him and take him to the emergency room back here in the Valley.

She was conflicted since she has been working a codependency program, but she picked him up. Her brothers told her to play tough love - that he could get himself to the doctors. Her son has had a history of drug abuse but he's been sober for 2 1/2 years.

At the emergency room they discovered a golf ball sized growth on his vocal chords. She made an appointment with a ENT specialist for the next day. They scheduled to remove it the following day and to check him out with a CRT of his neck, throat and chest just to be safe. A few days after the surgery, the doctors told him that they found a "spot" in his thyroid.

After biopsies they determined that it was early cancer and took out half he thyroid. Yesterday he went back into the operation theater to remove the rest of his thyroid.

They told her that more than likely, because it was determined to be a slow growing cancer, noting would have developed until his 50's when it could have been fatal. So told me that had she not drove him to the doctors - listening to her brothers - he could have died.

I reminded her that she is number one his mother. We check things out before we jump to conclusions. Had this been just another drug-addicts slip, she had the tools to ask the 3 questions: Do you have a problem with Drugs? Do you want to stop? Do you want to go to a meeting? An answer of "No" to any one of these questions she would have had to walk away.

But first you have to discover what is going on. He honestly had lost his voice. He did need the help of a specialist. Being a mother is not necessarily being codependent. We help our kids when they ask us for our help. We do not jump in and rescue them.

I told her that she has enough recovery not to ask her brother for advise. And to ask herself why she thinks she needs their permission. Trust what she has learned and work with other recovered women as her support system.

God bless them both - they are very dear to my heart.

Your Life - Your Rules!
Namaste Speedo


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