thefrogprincess
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At about 8:20 this morning while he was at work, Brian took all of a small bottle of Aleve. I called him (just to say hi) at about 8:40. He sounded really down and I was worried, he had been late to work which is a no no in the military. But he said he was fine, just having a bad day. At about 10:30 I got a call from one of the guys he works with saying that he was in the hospital, but he wouldn't say why just that he hadn't been injured. I was really upset, with what he's been through I don't like him being in the ER especially since he wouldn't say why. He came and picked me up to take me to the hospital. On the way there he told me what had happened. Shortly after I talked to Brian he went up to Dan (the guy giving me the ride) and handed him the bottle and said that he had taken all of it. They called poison control who told them to call an ambulance, so they did. He got to the ER at about 9:30 and was given charcoal to absorb the Aleve. He was also given 2 liters of fluids to fluch his system. His labs were fine but we have to get them redone tomorrow. They said that much Aleve is not good on his ONE kidney.
I know that Brian has been depressed, but over the last month or so I thought things were getting better. Apparently I was WAY wrong. I had absolutely no clue that it was so bad. I have been trying to get him in to councelling or on meds for months and he always refuses. The only positive thing about this is that the military can now MAKE him get treatment. I am not to leave him for a minute until he his evaluated by the psychiatrist tomorrow morning. Right now I am totally drained. I lost it as soon as I saw him in the ER. I have never been so scared and pissed off all at the same time.
I am too tired right now to think straight about this. Any advice, sympathy, prayers, or whatever would be much appreciated.
I know that Brian has been depressed, but over the last month or so I thought things were getting better. Apparently I was WAY wrong. I had absolutely no clue that it was so bad. I have been trying to get him in to councelling or on meds for months and he always refuses. The only positive thing about this is that the military can now MAKE him get treatment. I am not to leave him for a minute until he his evaluated by the psychiatrist tomorrow morning. Right now I am totally drained. I lost it as soon as I saw him in the ER. I have never been so scared and pissed off all at the same time.
I am too tired right now to think straight about this. Any advice, sympathy, prayers, or whatever would be much appreciated.