As I suspected, Peter was sent to the local mental health provider, Advantage where he saw a nurse practitioner. She gave him a bottle of meds (not the ones he was most recently taking) made him two future follow up appointments and sent him out the door. He is back on the street.
Today on the phone and via text, I was dealing with unmedicated Peter. This is the one who has a job lined up with LSU in the accounting department. He signed papers with the lawyers. He starts in a month and needs to borrow $1000 until then. This is the one who won't eat at the shelters he had been eating at because they are gross or "he's not poor like those people." This is the guy who spent the $10 I cash-apped him this afternoon and called asking for $50 more because it is Friday night. And NO I did not send more $!
I was able to leave mid afternoon today and spent several hours being the squeaky wheel. I called, texted and e-mailed anyone I could think of in his Athens circle trying to gather info but mostly communicating my concerns and seeking help. I probably managed to just annoy people but they will remember Peter when he crosses their path. And most everyone was kind.
I am praying for
- his physical protection
- he will take the meds and hopefully get some increased clarity.
- he will encounter kindness
- he will see God in the midst of this
- he will make it to the Thursday court appointment, and the Advantage follow ups
- he will get needed help
- for me to know how to repond to his calls and text.
- what I am to do and not do, and be at peace with it.
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