Remember the homeless kid I wrote about who had a really bad episode outside my apartment? The cops refused to take him to the hospital because he would, likely, be released.
Two months ago he had a similar episode. I hadn’t seen him since.
This A.M., Nick showed up at my door. Clean cut. Calm. He said, “I’m on meds and living in a group home a couple towns over.”
Omg! He looked so good.
He said, “The second episode made me realize I needed help. I went to the ER and asked to go to inpatient.”
He was an in-patient for a month. While there, he was connected with outpatient services and placed in a room and board home. He has 60 days clean.
Bless his heart. He looked so good and said, “I’m happy.”
I love happy follow ups.
Read Kathy’s story about Nick, September 19, 2018 — The “Right” to be So Ill
Nick holding an Alcoholics Anonymous book and his 30-day sobriety chip.