My husband, who also has bipolar disorder, was triggered by my recent hospital stay, and he is completely and utterly unstable right now. He is having ruminating suicidal thoughts; he's hallucinating; and, generally he is extremely delusional.

He saw our t yesterday and was told that he needs to go into the hospital. T called me last night to see how things were going. My husband is refusing to admit himself. T reminded me that what is happening to my husband is not about me. Scott's chemistry is completely out of whack. He is not in his right mind.

I'll see how his is when I get home today. I'm not beyond calling 911 to have him taken by the police to the hospital. I've done it before. And his pdoc will have him involuntarily committed if it comes to it. But hopefully it won't. Hopefully he will have a lucid moment and know that the hospital is where he needs to be.

So, here I am, only 5 days out of the hospital myself, dealing with this kind of stress. T is taking care of me. He saw me Monday and asked to see me again tomorrow, so I'm going to take off the day to get to his appointment. It is times like this that I am so thankful that our t takes care of our whole family. He knows everything that is going on and knows what needs to happen for the benefit of all of us.