Hi everyone - what I am about to tell you is a long story - but I am going to do my best to summarize it so you all will have an idea what I have been up against. I had a very close girlfriend named Carol. I say I 'had' a girlfriend. I severed my relationship with her this evening. I feel a sense of relief. but also anger and sadness. I had been friends with Carol for many years. About 3 years ago, she got colon cancer and I helped her through that. She went into remission, and so far is doing well. As I got to know Carol, I found out that she is bi-polar and manic. She takes medicine to keep it under control, however I have seen her bi-polar a mania several times. Horrible thing to see. In the meantime, not only was I her friend but I also became her caretaker. I worked very closely with her nurse, Barb. Barb visits Carol every Tuesday - as Carol gets confused in getting her weekly meds together. One of the things Carol has told me is that she deplored people who drink and those that are Alcoholics. Well, about 5 months ago, I was downstairs, outside talking to a friend named Larry. He confessed to me that he buys liquor for Carol. Her drink of choice is Vodka. Apparently the WHOLE apartment building knows about it. One morning about 2 weeks ago, I was taking her to a doctor's appointment and I smelled alcohol on her breath. I asked her if she had been drinking and she said it was her mouthwash that I was smelling. What bull! I let it go - but it really bothered me. Well, for a few months now, I have been in touch with Carol's nurse, Barb and I told her that I needed to back away from Carol because she had way to many health problems for me to deal with. She is a very needy and an insecure person. I understood this, as she came from a horrible background of abuse from her parents who were alcoholics. Unfortunately, Carol was born with alcohol in her and I can only imagine what she must have gone through, being she was just a baby being born into the world. Her parents took her to an orphanage when she was 3 years old and completely abandoned her. I took her to all her doctors appointments, took her grocery shopping, and I was there for her whenever she needed me - even if it was in the middle of the night. She has an intense fear of me leaving her .She was getting too dependent on me and I guess this is my fault. I was getting really exhausted with all the problems that Carol had and it was affecting my Fibro big time!! For the past few months, I have been in close contact with Carol's nurse, Barb. I told her about how tired I was catering to all the needs of Carol. Carol also has the tendency to manipulate and get people to do the chores that she, herself is capable of doing. I, personally never fell for her 'poor me' thing and I encouraged her to do more things on her own. She was always resentful of this, knowing I was not going to cater to her with things that she can do on her own. Well, this coming Monday, Carol is supposed to have a Colonoscopy. and when you have this done, the doctor gives you a 'prep' package filled with pills and liquids to be sure the colon is clean on the date of the surgery. She needed to start tonight with the prep, which would start at 6pm. Well, at 5pm, I called her to remind her that I was coming over at 6pm. She has some memory loss at times. I called 4 times, letting the phone ring about 15 times - no answer. So now, I am scared, thinking that maybe she had fallen and hurt herself. I called my friend Cheri (who lives in the same building I do)and told her what was going on and that I couldn't get in touch with Carol., so Cherie went with me to Carol's apartment. I banged on her door several times and I could hear her dog, Sasha barking. After a few long minutes, Carol opened the door and she looked like hell! The second she opened the door, Cheri and I could smell a very strong vodka on her breath. So, I asked her has she had been drinking?? She shut the door in my face. After I got back to my place, I was so livid my hands were shaking and sure enough, right out of the blue, my Fibro hits me on the right side of my hip and it radiated down the front and back of my legs. Never felt this kind of pain.before, On a scale of 1 to10 - it was about a 30!! So I am trying to tell myself to calm down, but I also knew that Carol being drunk was the catalyst I needed to pull away from her as her caretaker and friend. I called her nurse, and said I was done with Carol. She didn't blame me as she has been after me to slow done. My problem is, that I love and care too deeply for people. I have gotten hurt in the past - and this is just another one on my list of those to stay away from. I did so much for her, you know?? I also did things for her at the expense my own illnesses. When I got home after seeing Carol, she called me 6 times, telling me I was rude and cruel and how dare I bring Cherie into the picture! I told her I brought Cherie with me because I was frightened of what might have happened to her and I needed some support just in case something was wrong. Well, that's my story. My hip and leg are useless right now and I am limping horribly, Hug! Jill