Patient name: Gervin Night

Occupation: High School Student

File under as: Disension  amongst the ranks

Admitted as of: December 1, 2001

A Fall’s Path

Alcoholism amongst Native American Adolescents

And there was the situation of Gervin Night entering into adolescent counselor Mike Siltz’s office. Gervin, 17, is an adolescent client in the Yellow Creek Treatment Center located in the home agency of our drafted tribe. About a week ago, on a cold and dry winter's night, there had been a party on the out skirts of town, a sort of gathering ritual among the high school upperclassmen. The parties they have in this part of the country are the type in which loud music is played from out of the car with the largest and fattest sound system and the drinks they consume are bought with the money given to buyers. Who in turn are given money for their troubles or are invited altogether to come along where ever they deem it most safe from the scrupulous eyes of the tribal police. Coming back one late night from a party, an accident occurred on North 13 Highway coming into town. It wasn't much for an occurence, fortunately the most that happened this time around was some damage to the car with no injuries to the occupants within. Cause: the teenagers within the wayward car went into a ditch under the influence of alcohol, effect: a tow truck had to be brought in to remove the car from the snow encrusted trench, and it was a good thing too for it was the snow that absorbed much of the force the car had as it swirved out of control off the road, and for the fact that the tow truck had to be brought in, the family members of the teenagers would later find out the circumstances at work here before, during, and after the party the teenagers came from.

         The driver of the vehicle in question, it turns out, is the son of the prominent chairman Ben Night; and the vehicle in dispute is owned by the forementioned, and may I add respectable, tribal chairman. After which, young Gervin would later be referred for evaluation and possibly treatment at Yellow Creek Treatment Center if called for.

 

Mike Siltz closes the door behind them and they both sit down. Gervin

 

Mike: How’s your home life going? Any problems at home? (During this Mike Siltz is reaching into the bottom drawers of his desk and pulls out a file, putting it on his desk.)

 

Gervin: Not too bad. Same as always. (As he says this he notices a pen on the desk, picks it up, and places it in his hand.) Hmmm....I wonder how he plans to "cure me" of my so called addiction. A certificate in Counseloring awarded by the University of Seattle. Pictures of his family. A Bachelors in Fine Arts from University of Washington six years prior to that. And for what? So he can sit here and annoy the next referrant that comes in?

 

Mike: How’s your parents doing? How are they doing? (as he does this he begins to take down notes, and begins to closely

 

Gervin: They’re fine, they’re both usually busy with the work that they do. (Gervin starts to look around the room.)  

 

Mike: No problems at home, how’s your school work going?

 

Gervin: Yeahh…it’s going alright

 

Mike: Hhhaa, I see you’re a honor student over at Roanesk High School (yes, a ficticous school). You have a 3.7 (about an A grade average). Glad to see your school work’s not affected yet.

 

Gervin: And it won't. Can I go now?

 

Mike: No we’re not done here yet. The SUDS test that was administered to you indicates you abuse alcohol.

 

Gervin: Well, I obviously don’t have any problems…and what’s a little fun every now and then going to harm? I don’t have a drinking problem, I was put here because my parents found out what we were doing one night, and they are real sticklers…

 

Mike: Young man, we’re done when I say we’re done. We really have to come up with a list of what you want to accomplish here while you’re in treatment. I'm going to need some information from you. How often have you been using alcohol, going out to parties? (As he asks this he carefulies monitors the situation infront of him.)

 

Gervin: I don't...I started going out to them just this year...

 

Mike: And you're a senior now?

 

Gervin: Yeah, that's correct.

 

Mike: How often have you been going out to there parties? Every weekend? On weekdays?

 

Gervin: Every weekend ever since before school started this year.

 

Mike: Do you ever consume alcohol outside a party, any other occasion that you view as an opportunity to consume alcoholic beverages and how much do you consume. Remember, truth is of the most importance here.

 

Gervin: What now; questions, questions, questions. Couldn't see this coming. Doesn't this guy ever shut up, must like the sound of his own voice. Why is he asking me these questions!!!

 

Mike: Also, I need to ask you about your family history. To the best of your knowledge, does  your family have any history of drinking.... He seems somewhat irritant today. So tell me Gervin, what’s your case? You come from a decent family, although that doesn’t mean the Tribal Chairman from engaging in “inappropriate” activities. However, the family doesn’t have any history of abusing, the kid has excellent grades and what I know of Ben; there’s no worries there about adolescent delinquency. So what’s the problem Gervin, parents expecting too much out of you, asking too much? Are you rebelling against them, which pretty much sounds like what we have here.

 

Gervin: My parents aren’t alcoholic, I don’t remember them ever drinking more than a few drinks.

 

Mike: Do you get along with your parents? You said your home life was good but do your parents ever put pressure on you? Feel like you’re taken care of at home?

 

Gervin: No, I feel fine with my parents, they’re not that controlling, I could talk them into letting me do whatever…if I wanted. I don’t get pressured by them, usually, in making the grade, I just do.

 

Mike: (Mike, writing some notes, puts his pen down, closes the file, and lets it drop to his desk) Then what are you doing here!? Why aren’t  you out there helping our situation.

 

Gervin: (Looking out the window of Mike’s office out at the treatment center lawn…) Maybe I’m here because I like your sparkling personality.

 

Mike: I don’t get it, but if you want treatment that’s one thing we can offer you here, the rest is up to you on what you want.

 

That evening, the whole group in treatment is lead into a room with an intercom screen with plenty of chairs to choose from.

 

            The whole room itself is built with the intercom screen in mind, with a flight of steps on either side of the room gradually giving way to the pit of the room. Giving a sense that the room was built after the screen came in. The whole room itself smelled new, of a fresh carpet and tables that were probably just put into place along with the timber in the walls. The paint itself had it’s trace.

 

Mike: Alright people, we’re going to watch a film on the complications that alcohol does on the body. What we hope you get from this is a further understanding of what alcohol does or what can happen to your body, what happens in advanced stages, and after watching this; we want you to be able to make the right decision in what’s healthy, good for you and your life. I fully understand that you might not care about being here and watching this film, but try to understand that what choices you make when your young can end up deciding the rest of your life.

 

 

 

(After Mike sits down at the back of the room, he sees Gervin whom he begins to watch. Throughout the film, Gervin stares at the screen, seemily into space.)

Hey you there, quite dozing off. (to Cedric Plums sitting in the middle section).

 

I hope this kid gets through this, wouldn’t want to see history repeat itself over and over again with our young people. I hope Gervin doesn’t get too thick headed, hope he goes out and makes something of himself, for all of us. Give us something for the kids to latch on too. I don’t know, I sense much rebellion in him. I really see potential in him and all these kids here, I just wish things would’ve been different for them and for me. Me. Both of us recovering alcoholics