Yesterday was another day of up and down. UP: he was going to a local 30 day rehab center where they could help him....DOWN: NOPE! They found out he tried to escape from the hospital (well he did actually)...so he's considered an AWOL risk so they won't take him. She said in 25 years she's never once heard of anyone escaping from this particular hospital. If only I could get Max to use his "evil genius" for good....
UP Again: He just called me and sounds really happy! DOWN! Car stopped quickly in front of me and Koo Koo Roo dinner I had purchased for us hit the floor. Macaroni and Cheese everywhere. I swear it's going to be one little minor thing like that that will send me over the edge.
UP again! He was happy and smiling and didn't verbally attack me tonight during our visit. Could have something to do with his double dose of anti-depressants or the fact that I arranged a visit for him from some young tatted up guy I work with (thank you TT!) and Max really likes him.
DOWN Again: My sister is out of it again and slurring her words and repeating herself. Again, feeling all alone again.
Stayed up until 4 am again. Can't sleep. Feel like I keep seeing things fly around my house in the dark. Damn, maybe I am the one who needs to be hospitalized? Or at least a new pair of contact lenses.
DOWN!
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