So many things has happened.. I've lost count of 'em all. Well, let me count the ways..
My son got into a lot of trouble in school early this year. He had a girlfriend whose really into him. I mean, not to brag, but the dude is quiet a looker. So much so that his girlfriend would come by the house and they'd spend hours in his room 'praying'. So, that, got him in trouble because he's not going to school anymore and he's spending most of his time with this girlfriend of his. And, my siblings who volunteered to spend for his education because they want him so badly to be a physical therapist, are very, very disappointed. That course, by the way, is steeply expensive.
Then, as if it wasn't enough that he screwed up his education, he got into drugs. Yeah, the kind that could get you killed these days? that's that. Well, his pals were scions of some wealthy family and they kinda like him and then one thing led to another and before we knew it, voila! He's hooked!
From then on it was all downhill. Her mother, with her maternal instinct, caught him red handed a few times sniffing that maryjane thingy. I was more lenient. We often see it in the movies, right? Kids getting high and all that. We're cool cos we're IN.
Wifey was paranoid and she kept bugging me and I wind up giving my son that lecture that merely goes between his ears. What can I say? I was busy doing my thing earning all that molah we all strive for in our lives. Ya know, security and stuff.
Then, one day, when I thought "what's the worst thing that could happen, eh?" Yep, the worse is yet to come, hombre!
Well, as it turn out, while he promised to stay clean from that day on when we had a father-and-son talk, he was hanging by the rooftop of our house while sniffing that cannabis thingy and he was getting out of his mind!! Boy, I'm soooo @##%$^^%!!
Again, wifey to the rescue. Since I'm more of the passive kinda poppa, she was really on to something. And so, I went up to check on him. Positive. He is weird. He did a lot of writings. On the paper and on the walls. It's pretty amazing really, what he did. I didn't know my son had some depth in him.
So, we went to have him checked to some psych doc. He was given some sleeping pills and something to calm his mind. I mean, he was too alert and kept talking about out-of-this-world stuff.
Days went by. The medication he was having was quiet a struggle for all of us. His face changed whenever he popped that pill he was given with. Some kinda muscle deformity happens when he's on it. He slept like a baby but it seem like he was making faces. It didn't help that we were scheduled to have some out of town trip with my close pals and we had to make excuses why he looked like a horse... that thing the horse's do with their mouth - get the picture??
Anyway... I have to cut this story short cos it's reeeaaalllyyyy gone too long. Four days more to go and this story will be a wrap. Should be able to cover all of 'em 2016 highlights, eh?!
Part 01, episode two coming up next....
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