Lea got the remaining half of her 25 broken teeth pulled
yesterday. I made a commitment to
helping her get her teeth fixed last September.
She was nearly impossible to help while stuck at a dealer’s home—especially
when they sold crack and heroin—her two drugs of choice. She rarely answered the phone or responded to
texts. I was the most stalker-ish I have
ever been in my life texting her affirmations that she was worthy of having
teeth that worked in a painless way.
In January, she asked me for a ride out of that dealers den. When I picked her up, she was like a ball of
human Kleenex sobbing incessantly. She
ended up going to a crackhouse. It was
the first and only time in my life that I discussed not committing suicide with
someone I knew and cared for.
In February, she asked for help getting medical and dental care. We ended up going to the Healthpoint public
health clinic in Redmond. After multiple
trips to the Healthpoint dental clinic, she had a few of her 25 broken teeth
pulled. It would take years at that rate
to get them all removed. They promised
and reneged on a referral to oral surgery at Harborview. Bringing in a copy of the referral form got
the promised referral.
It was a tremendous victory for both of us to get her teeth
pulled. I made good on a long-term
promise to a friend in dire straits—something I have never come close to before
in my life. She became the kind of
person that shows up for appointments on time.
Working together, we got her teeth pulled. She has an appointment to see a denturist in
two weeks when her gums are reasonably healed.
Before recovery, I was not the guy people came to for help. Now I have helped a friend get off heroin
onto methadone and get her broken teeth pulled.
We go to a meeting every day. That is by far and away the most positive
change I have ever helped another person in my life. I am showing up in my life as the kind of
person that I always wanted to be.
I am grateful for learning how to be a better friend and of service to
others. It is a dream come true for me.
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