The follow up on my son's situation is that he is waiting for a place in rehab. There is a waiting list for six to eight weeks for this five month programme. Already he is manipulating how he can get to do what he wants. He still is staying with my father and tomorrow has a screening at a different centre which was made prior to getting this place on a waiting list. He keeps asking me about coming home to get things which I am highly suspicious of. It tells me that there is something hidden here, I am doing his room out and getting his clothes ready for his travels. I cannot stand the thought of him ever living here again. I have put down the toughest six months of my life with him and though I feel guilty about this as his mother, it is simply the way I feel about things at present. It is lovely to go to bed at night with just my dogs on the bed and not have my sleep broken with him staying up all night, lights on, etc and then bed all day. The weed and drug problem has gone on for a lot longer than I knew and I find it hard to have any trust in him anymore. I am relieved that he is away from me but worried about what he is capable of doing if he gets drugs and drink.