Never apologize for talking it out here, hummingbird. Really. You are welcome to post here as much as you need. If that's every hour on this thread, then please post every hour.
Yes, unfortunately, he sounds like he is too intoxicated to even know what day or time it is.
I used to swing between furious, anxious, grief-stricken all in the course of an hour when some 'crisis of the day' was going on with my stepson. Sometimes I wanted to grab him by the shoulders and shake some sense into him. Sometimes, when I hadn't seen him in a long time, I wanted to hug the stuffing out of him.
Until I really, truly, finally accepted my complete and utter lack of control over him and his future, I was a mess. Finally, the only things I could do--that were in my power--were to tell him I love him, that I believe in him, and that he is worth whatever work it takes on his part to have a peaceful and joy-filled life. And I pray and pray.