Andy's still living here with me until he can find a place of his own. So he's stuck here. He has to make arrangements with a respite care home in order to find a place to live. He had been living in one (it's a lot like a personal care home) until we met. I guess that tells you the seriousness of his mental illness.

Much of what he said last night was incoherent babble. So I'm sure his schizoaffective symptoms are much worse than I had expected. He had been diagnosed as schizophrenic in another county but here they think he is schizoaffective. Anyways, I know he's not doing well.

I'm actually expecting to admit him into the hospital either today or if he hangs in till tomorrow then I'll be admitting him tomorrow.