Monday, June 20, 2016

52. Accepting Help
A week later school let out for the summer.  Mikey called the nearest rehab.  He expected to sign up for outpatient treatment, stay just long enough for them to realize he had no problem, and leave with discharge papers he could show the judge.  Instead he was told an evaluator would meet with him, take a thorough history, and discuss how much care he needed.  Mikey called another rehab.

The second rehab told him the same thing, as did a third.  Mikey was convinced he had no problem with alcohol. He saw no point in discussing anything with an evaluator.  He called a fourth rehab, spoke to their evaluator, and got the same answer.

Losing his temper, Mikey said, "You're all whacked, all you rehabs! Do you know who I am?"

The evaluator said, "Aren't you the guy on the video, stumbling out of his car drunk, stepping into a cow patty, and getting arrested? "

Mikey ended the call and tossed his phone to the floor in disgust.  "I guess I gotta do it their way, Repugnant."

Today I will accept the help I need won't always be on my terms.

Mikey, Repulsive, and Repugnant (c) 2016 by Ken Montrose

Mikey, Repulsive, and Repugnant is a work of fiction.  Any resemblance between the characters and anyone you might know is purely coincidental.

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