I think I did a grave mistake of Accepting my Son to come back and live with me.
On February 2016, he went on long journey from Airline terminal to Airline terminal. he slept in Chicago terminal for 10 days. he used up all his saving and tricked me on spending more money to get back to my home but he kept diverted the flight to another cities until he finally ended up in Northern California where my brother is.
he was homeless for 10 days then started calling me to ask me to put him in a Marriott hotel to take a shower. I refused to spend $ on Marriot and told him to go for Motel 6 but he kept on calling me like 20 times insisted on staying in Marriot.
Finally called the cops in California where he was and they took him to emergency clinic( gave me a Zyprexa shot) then to a hospital for 7 days and later ended up staying with friends family to 12 days but things did not go well with Friends family. Later, my brother later took him to Stanford Hospital and he was there for over 2 months and half. he was verbally abusive on the phone with me then he get better in the last 5 weeks before he left Stanford Hospital.
they gave him Paliperidone and Lithium
later he moved to the Rehabilitation in Santa Cruz and he was appointed a Temporary Conservator. He was calling me constantly trying to convince me to get him out from the Rehabilitation & promised that he would be complaint on medicine and respectful to me in My home.
I fall into the trap and flew to California and get him. He was well behaved the 2 weeks then he started not taking his meds. he refused to take his meds and things get worse until we had a fight and I called the cops then he escaped 10 days ago and he is now in Arizona.
when he called me last, he told me that he does not want to live with me and does not like the State I live in and he is afraid that I would put him in Hospital and also does not want to take medicine because he thinks they are causing headache.
He had told a friend from Rehab that he want to live in California with him but he has no Money anymore…
He took the Sim card from his cell phone because he thinks cops are tapping his cell phone.
I have not heard from him for 2 days and worried about him. I have no way to Call him. the last time he called me is from someone else phone.
I am very worried about him since he is homeless and with little Money.
Not sure what should I do at this point
I feel a deep sadness in my heart Daily. I keep praying about it.
Any suggestions would help.
Thanks for Reading my story