A lot has been happening. Early Thursday morning he jumped out of bed and started in a panic calling my name and that he couldn’t find me and to come and get him that he was scared. I flew out of bed and tried to calm him down. Then he ran outside in the snow and knelt down and started praying. After 10 minutes or so he came in and knelt inside and he wouldn’t open his eyes because if he did he said he would be in hell. I thought he had calmed down and he got off the couch a little while later and banged something. All this at 3-4am. Then it went out of control. He picked up the kitchen chair and smashed it into the kitchen window. Tore off the toilet seat, flipped couches and tore off closet doors. I freaked. I had to call police and explained that he was ill.
As of then he’s been admitted to the hospital…but for how long? This is a repeat from this past June but worse
Somehow they managed to get him to take risperdal. How much? He thought that if he took It he could leave. It hurts me so much to see him like this. Oh and I called his brother early that morning and no one called or checked on things. I called his sister and they didn’t even li know. I had to call the landlord so they could take care of the window. I was so afraid for him and I’m worried too. I know who is going to be the blame and it doesn’t matter but it sure hurts like crazy.