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Young woman forced to grow up fast because of suicidal
mother
by Patricia Donahue
Exchange Writer
"Wake Up!" Ashley Rodriguez screams at her mother,
who's slumped over in the chair. Ashley pushes her mother's limp body, and
shakes her head back and forth with her hands. "You can't do this to me
right now," she screams again with tears rolling down her face. Ashley is
pulled away from her mother by an EMT who has just arrived. As Ashley is
escorted up the stairs by her grandfather, the only thing that is running
through her mind is that she wished that this would be the last time.
Ashley Rodriguez was seventeen years old at the time of
her mother's attempted overdose of pain killers. A time in her life that
certainly has impacted her greatly. "No one should have to see their
parent(s) like that," she said. As I ask Ashley to talk about the incident
with her mother that night, she seems hesitant as she lowers her head and
takes a deep breath. However, she agrees to go along with it and starts
from the very beginning.
Ashley goes on to explain the night she was awakened
from the sirens and lights flashing through the blinds in her bedroom. "I
just figured there was an accident down the road or something and didn't pay
much attention." That was, until Ashley realized that those sirens
were growing closer and those lights were shining into her window.
As Ashley tried to open her eyes she looked at the
clock and noticed it was two a.m. She drew open the blinds and saw an
ambulance making its way into her driveway and was a little confused as to
what was going on. Ashley got up and walked out of her room to hear
screaming coming from downstairs. She threw her mother's old tattered blue
sweatshirt on and followed where the screaming was coming from. "I'm not
even clear what was going through my mind."
As Ashley rounded the corner down the stairs she
recalls the very picture that stays in her head everyday of her mother in
that big orange swivel chair. The chair that still remains downstairs in the
computer room. Ashley's mother who was clearly unconscious, was
sitting in the chair as her grandparents were screaming at her to wake up.
Ashley pushed through her grandparents and ran to her mother's side. "After
screaming and pushing her I came to realize that my mom was not waking up."
Ashley peered out of her bedroom window as her mother
was being rolled away on a stretcher into the ambulance. Her piercing
screams brought her grandparents into her room where she was pounding on the
window. "The next morning when I woke up I had almost forgotten what
had happened the night before --- just like it was a dream." Going to
school that day was hard --- all Ashley wanted to do was cry. Every period
she would call home and see if there was any news with her mother.
Every time, someone at her house picked up on the other
end, and Ashley would say, "any news? Where is she? When can I see her?"
The same answers kept getting old as her grandparents would tell Ashley her
mother was still in the hospital and she wouldn't be able to see her for a
couple of days. There wasn't a lot Ashley could do until the school
day was over.
She remembers going home and running through the door
to find her grandparents sitting in the living room silent.
"What's wrong with her? Where is she?" Ashley yelled. "Your mother has
done it again. She just doesn't care about the consequences,"
said Ashley's grandfather.
She knew exactly why this didn't surprise them.
This wasn't the first time that Ashley's mother had gotten herself into a
situation like this. Throughout Ashley's seventeen years she can recall
more than five occasions where she had to act like the adult while
her mom was abusing drugs or drinking heavily. "I never found it fair.
I felt like no one was going through the same shit I was," Ashley said. For
a seventeen-year-old that was about to graduate, Ashley Rodriguez felt
obligated to stand by her mother. "I know now that my mom never saw
what she was doing to me," said Ashley. Once out of the hospital Ashley's
mother was put in rehab for another two weeks, prohibiting Ashley to see
her.
Someone's first impressions of Ashley would be that she
is a caring, outgoing and very loving individual. No one would have guessed
that she has had to grow up so fast. Ashley says that she has learned a lot
over the years watching her mother. "I find myself being hesitant when
drinking or being around drugs, even though I'm in college, because I'm so
afraid that I will end up like her."
Today, Ashley remains in college with a 3.0 GPA and has
never touched any type of drugs. "I won't do it to my family; I don't think
they could handle much more of that type of behavior."
Tears started to fall, Ashley crossed her arms and
slipped her hand into her jeans pocket. She pulled out a round-shaped token
and started to smile. "This right here is what motivates me to get up every
morning," she said. The round token is a token of five years being sober.
Ashley twirls it around through her fingers, and holds it tightly. "My
mom gave this to me on my 19th birthday, and I always keep it
with me." All that she can hope for now is that that night
would be the last time she would ever have to see her mother like that.
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