I have to forget the sanitized, clinical image in my mind about Emmett spending his last days in a hospital bed. You should, too.
His last days weren’t tragically romantic. It wasn’t pretty, despite the fact Emmett was tended to in Pensacola Hospital, by the Sisters of Charity, nun-nurses hovering nearby in their stiff white coronets and black habits; angelic figures giving consolation to patients writhing, dying, in their hellish final days.
Emmett probably thought he was already in Hell, though, that last week of his life.
End-stage alcoholism is nothing like what is portrayed in movies.
Attend a meeting in a psych ward sometime; you’ll see what it is like to really wrestle a demon that has hold of you by chemistry, the pitiful shaking, screaming, vomiting all at once by friends, loved ones, or strangers.
It’s not something you can just ‘get over’ or let go of; the disease absolutely has you, until YOU let go, absolutely.
It is too much for those who don’t know the person behind the alcohol; it is too much for those who do.
My friend Donna the Nephrologist once told me that when an alcoholic stops drinking, the human body tries to correct itself internally right away, to expel the ‘poison’ from the system, but the patient has become so used to living with booze in the system, that the damaged body cannot handle the transition, and so the patient often endures terrible delirum tremens — the last stage of alcohol withdrawal, with a mortality rate up to 37 percent if untreated.
That’s a 2018 statistic, by the way. Mortality from delirium tremens was probably higher in Emmett’s day.
I didn’t want to make Emmett’s biography about him as an alcoholic, but the disease was the launching point into his life story.
We know that alcoholism is a family disease but it also affects those in the alcoholic’s immediate circle — friends, coworkers, neighbors, and so forth. We don’t really think about how others (not just immediate family) have to adjust their lives, work around, enable, or whatever to ‘deal’ with an alcoholic’s illness.
Emmett’s friends and colleagues likely did that with him too. In fact, I’m sure they did. And, I know they went to great lengths to keep it out of the public eye.
And, there is the issue of alcoholism heredity. Several peer reviewed articles indicate that genes are responsible for about 50 percent of alcoholism in a family (I have many other resources; here’s one; here’s another); but addiction is a complicated science. Not everyone inherits the predisposition (Emmett had nine siblings), and some members of a family can be more susceptible.
This would set the framework for Emmett’s research:
- Where and when the drinking problem started with Emmett?
- Was Emmett’s family also alcoholic?
- What is Emmett’s family story anyway?
The best place to begin was with Emmett’s obituary.
Next: Dissecting the obit.