It's funny, the first time my son was in jail, I couldn't get there fast enough to bail him out of "that place".
It didn't take long before I started saying "Thank You God" each time he ended up there.
God's blessings often come in strange wrappings, and sometimes the box looks like a jail.
I hope he gets long-term rehab too, but whatever happens his HP has already got it covered.
Hugs