I texted my wife the other day because she texted me late last month that her son was kicked out from his grandmother’s house for drinking alcohol on her property. He went to Boise, a two hour plus drive from Gooding, Idaho.
“Who does he know in Boise?” I texted her.
The phone rang and I saw it was her. I also set the ring tone to her personal ring tone. That way I can answer right away know the difference from someone attempting to sell me ice in winter.
“He doesn’t know anybody there,” she said to me. What the heck? I thought to myself. His father lives in Twin Falls. I had thought he already made plans to live there at the first of the year, but apparently that plan fell through. She continued, “He was in a homeless shelter, got himself rolled. He got the crap beat out of him, lost his coat and all his money and wound up in the hospital with serious internal bleeding. Then he went back into his psychosis and is now at Black Foot, Idaho.”
I heard from Tom the stories, which the way he described it was probably mostly fabricated to try and instill fear into Terry. I’m sure, knowing what I know about Terry after twelve years, he most likely blew it off and continued believing the lies from women on the internet scamming more money from him. At any rate Tom told me they are a privately run hospital, though the website shows they are part of the Idaho Department of Health and Welfare. And that they could keep him there doing all kinds of experiments on him and get away with it forever.
I simply told Stephanie that “Maybe someday he’ll learn that rules are there for a reason. We don’t make the rules up because we are mean. When Lillie said no drinking on her property, she obviously meant it.”
As you all know I have chronicled his mental health issues since I started doing blogs starting in 2014. Every two years something snaps inside his head and it has become a revolving door of drug and alcohol over use followed by a bout of psychosis where he spends months there getting fed anti-psychotic cocktails until he gets back to a state of normalcy. Terry gets released and the cycle repeats itself. This is the fifth time in eight years that his mind has gone into his own zone. He likens it to a deep sleep and then he wakes up sometimes months later. He never remembers anything that occurred during this time, which is very scary.
I hope this time will be the last time, but again it is up to him to make that decision and stop the revolving door once and for all.