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PRACTICE TALES<br />
Degradation<br />
I had known Helen for over 20 years as a patient. Her husband was a successful<br />
businessman, she had two delightful d<strong>au</strong>ghters and she lived in a magnificent home in<br />
a desirable suburb. She had everything that she could possibly want, but she<br />
destroyed it all slowly and surely over many years to be<strong>com</strong>e the most degraded<br />
human being I have ever seen.<br />
She was fine for months at a time, but then she would start drinking, and drinking<br />
and drinking. She became aggressive, irresponsible and abusive.<br />
She travelled the world with her husband on his business trips, but if she started a<br />
binge, he had to abandon the trip and get her back to the security of her home until<br />
the episode passed. On one trip when she started drinking in Moscow she was<br />
arrested for shoplifting. A short stint (short only thanks to the payment of a large<br />
bribe) in a Russian prison sobered her up faster than any private clinic.<br />
Private clinics cost her family a fortune. She tried them all - expensive retreats,<br />
intensive treatment as an inpatient, and regular sessions with Alcoholics Anonymous.<br />
When she was good she was very very good, but when she was bad she was horrid.<br />
Her children refused to see her and moved interstate. She lost all her friends,<br />
became a loner and this only reinforced her poor self esteem and desire to drink more<br />
to relieve her boredom and frustration.<br />
Her normal binges lasted a week or two and eventually her husband was able to<br />
control the situation, but a call from her long suffering husband one morning begging<br />
for help had me at their home a few hours later.<br />
I was told that Helen had been drinking for two months non-stop - a five litre cask<br />
of wine every day, with no food. She was irrational and incontinent, but if the wine<br />
was withheld she became violent and started convulsing with delirium tremens.<br />
When I arrived at the large home I was taken to the guest quarters. I saw the most<br />
degraded human being I have ever encountered.<br />
Helen was naked, covered in weeping sores and faeces. She was lying on a faeces<br />
and urine soaked bed, the carpet was similarly affected, and windows and wall plaster<br />
had been smashed. The room had been stripped of all other furniture. She was<br />
bedraggled and looked more like a cornered wild animal than a human. The smell was<br />
overpowering.<br />
Merely walking into the room my shoes squelched in the urine and faeces. She<br />
threw faeces at me - fortunately missing - as an indication of her displeasure at<br />
having her binge interrupted. There was no way in which I could reason with her, and<br />
being left unattended, she would soon die from either alcohol poisoning, septicaemia<br />
from her infected sores, or delirium tremens if her alcohol was ceased. She<br />
desperately needed hospitalisation.<br />
I hosed my shoes in the garden as I left.<br />
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