Not a Beautiful Morning...
Saturday, August 17, 2013
Its a good thing that I made the most of my day yesterday. Here I sit at 2:13 in the morning trying to figure out what course of action to take to help my mentally ill son. In the past two weeks he has been in and out of the mental hospital and crisis center at least 7 times. We have been getting calls all hours of the day and night and both my husband and myself are exhausted. We just got back home from picking him up from the center and dropping him back at his apartment yet again.
I checked into having a court ordered evaluation done, but was told that if the Dr.'s at the crisis center felt he was a danger to himself or others they would have kept him in. I am still going down later today to see what can be done before he does hurt himself or someone else. Well, since I am up, I might as well put all the copper into the kiln and be productive.