Got a message from H at 5 a.m. “Fainted. Hurt myself”. He has had mild seizures for years, and is on meds for them. Hasn’t had a “fainting” one since he started the meds. In light of our convo yesterday, makes me wonder if stress brings them on. Anyway, he fell on his shoulder from a stool. Obviously full force, dead weight He thinks he might have broken something. He asked me if he should go to the emergency room. So, that’s were he is headed. I worry about his mental health. I know I can’t “do” anything about that, but the worry is there. I just want to shake him and say “Your life is falling apart. Take control!”
Perhaps he’s reaching rock bottom. This really stinks.
