I lost my husband and I understand the grief and sadness you are going through!

I know how tough it is to watch this happen to those who have given back so much and deserve so much better. My AA sponsor is also very unwell - she now has aides with her on a daily basis and has gone from using a walker to a wheelchair everywhere she goes. And she has helped so many over the years - including me. I don't know what I would have done without her. She took me in hand and told me what to do.

You sure have my sympathy - but you're doing the absolutely right thing, talking about it and getting support from those who understand and care. I certainly do...

It is very sad to watch these people destroy themselves over the decades of alcohol abuse. I am sorry for your friends fate; I know it is not easy.

However liver cancer is likely caused by alcoholism

Hope you're finding support at your meetings.

I actually don't know what to say.

A double blow, on top of witnessing a long time friend and fellow fall ill. You have my best wishes for you and yours.
Peace.

When close friends are suffering, it is a hopeless and frightening experience

I got no sage advice, just ... keep on keeping on, one day at a time ... and don't drink over it, obviously.

Thoughts today for your friend & your sponsor. I'm sure they're both wonderful people. Hope things turn around or at minimum, they pass peacefully, surrounded by love and friends.

Take care of yourself ...

always remember that

life can be so tough sometimes

Glad I went to see him but it was a horrific experience.

Turns out he was in isolation so the nurses helped me get all gowned, masked and gloved up. I told him who I was because I wasn't sure he could recognize me under all that. He seemed to acknowledge me but it was really hard to understand him. He was having trouble breathing and was on oxygen with little tubes in his nostrils.

Suddenly there was some lady poking around the room with no mask or anything. I chased her out and looked for her purse. A nurse intercepted her and guided her to the room next door. While I was distracted, my sponsor had taken off his oxygen and was out of bed but had gotten tangled up in other tubing. I got him back to bed and yelled for help. Immediately the room was full of nurses getting him back in bed, reattaching hoses and getting his O2 levels back under control. It took several minutes for the machines to stop bleeping and flashing lights.

Then his brother and nephew showed up so I left, figuring he was in good hands. I heard that he had passed at the Sunday meeting and the Wednesday home group meeting was a wake. Craftygal attended his funeral on Thursday.