Morning Guest, My heart goes out to you as my 30 year old daughter was in your shoes for 7 years. She was a heroin addict (IV). She had my grandson when she was 19 and was smoking pot at that time. Thank God he was born healthy. Pot escalated into oxy's and then crack, and then to the mother of them all, heroin. I commend you for the work that you have done and i honestly know how you have been feeling. It's hard enough to get yourself off the stuff by yourself, but being responsible for an infant at the same time is very courageous.
My daughter couldn't fight it alone. After years of sleepless nights (me) and knowing what she was up to, i had her arrested. I was a wreck with worry and almost anticapted a phone call from the County Coroner to come and identify her body. She lived on the streets and her weight plumetted to 80 pounds. Her once clear face became all ugly with open sores, and her waiste length blond hair was hacked up to ears b/c she couldn't keep herself groomed. She would do ANYTHING for her drugs, and i mean ANYTHING! She stole from me and anyone else she could. She took my wedding rings off my dresser and sold all of her son's christmas gifts. This is just the tip of the iceburg, as we all lived in hell for a long time. Her son went between me and his other gramma for a long time, but he knows nothing of his mom's past, and is a happy and healthy little 10 year boy.
Today, she is clean and healthy with 3 and a half years of sobriety under her belt. She is in her final semester of college and is working towards Social Work for drug and alcohol counseling. She has given lectures in local colleges and has visited Hallf Way Houses to speak to the folks who live there. She is beautiful, inside and out. So....Good for you my friend. When this is all said and done for you all of your pain will be a million miles behind you.