A Week Spent In A Cell In Detox...

and he returned home.

Luckily, this past 'Good Friday' I was working from home when to my surprise, my son entered our home.

What are you doing here?  I thought they put you away again.

He was placed in a cell to go through detox.  (And I just read an article about how people are dying while incarcerated going through detox. (http://www.huffingtonpost.com/entry/inmates-heroin_us_56966f64e4b09dbb4bad6ab6).  Not good, not good.

He called his PO to let him know he was at his house, not at the prison.  See, the PO was supposed to be at the prison to pick him up.

We had quite the lively conversation about his being sent away.  Net/net, he said he'd leave and take care of my not having to worry anymore.

I asked the PO if when I brought him down to their office, I could speak to him.

Long story short, the PO changed his mind on where my son was to go.  Instead of a 60 - 90 day half-way house, he would be placed in a Inpatient Treatment Center in the city.  Not lock down but there would be about a 5 day black out period, which is standard for treatment facilities from my past experience.

And so it goes...

His Release Lasted 30 Days...

So wonderful to have him home again, it was not meant to be.
He almost immediately relapsed and got a positive urine.
He was reimprisoned on Friday.
Where he goes from here, I do not know.

Heartbreak does not even begin to describe my emotions.
Right now I am numb.

What a weekend... or rather, what another weekend of numb.

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