OK! My last communication with him was that he had called 911. A few minutes later he informed me that the police werer at his door and that was the last I heard. He had drank antifreeze. I know his real name and where he lives. MHA tracked down the closest psych facility to where he lives. I have called the hospital but to no avail. This is common proceedure for hospitals. Patient confidentiality. So unfortunatly we may not hear from him again until he is back home. Sorry I dont have more to tell you. Lets just keep our brother in our prayers.
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