on the other end of the phone...
A friend, barely able to speak, in the throes of half-dying, half DT-ing, half trying to force vodka down to keep the DTs away.
Dry heaving violently.
In a hotel.
The cops hauled him away after his roommate and landlord saw the damage he'd done.
No money.
No job.
Walked out on his appointment with community mental health services before they could complete the paperwork - his story is "they don't even care, they did NOTHING".
48 hrs worth of a hotel.... apparently.
And sounds like a bottle of booze.
And literally ALL I can do is sit here and listen, eventually hang up, sick to my stomach.
If I wait until he's probably out of alcohol and is non-responsive - there's a chance calling the cops for a well-being check will get him landed back in the ER.
A petition may be successful.... but the court system moves pretty slow and he could be dead by then.
He's been into the ER twice in the last week and they just released him after pumping him up with Vitamin D, IV fluids and benzos......
The system fails him.
He fails himself.
His life fades........
This is where it ends up, people....... this is serious, serious business.
Please, stay sober.