Our lovely son was taken into hospital on Friday - he was bleeding both ends. He was absolutely terrified! He refused point blank to go in the ambulance, and the staff where he lives were trying to persuade him. One of them telephoned me in the hope I could help, but when I arrived he was in a terrible state, and past reasoning with. His blood pressure was on the floor and there was a very real likely hood that he would die. It was impossible to give him a sedative because his heart rate was fluctuating. Everything was done to try to get him into the ambulance, his social worker was called, and in the end the police, because be is a vulnerable person who was being difficult and needed special care. In the end they managed to get him out of the house, then eventually on to the trolley where they had to strap him down and then hand-cuff him. I am devastated that my beautiful happy son had to be treated like this, but I know it was necessary, and to be quite honest, the policemen and social worker were visibly upset. I keep seeing Robert lying on that trolley struggling against the straps and getting more and more upset. My husband is trying to be sensible about it, but is equally upset, fortunately I have a great daughter and son-in-law, and the staff who care for Robert treat us like their family - they too were really totally at a loss as to what to do. The staff at the hospital were beyond reproach, Robert had finally settled when he got there, but was still being difficult. Yesterday he was very sedated, they are keeping him that way for the moment, he is just frightened by all that is happening. I know I should not think like this, but I keep seeing our lovely son, who would not hurt a fly, being treated like a criminal with the hand cuffs and strapping, and although I know that it was for the best, I cannot help but feel that he feels like that too. Oh!, I am so upset that this happened to him, and now there is nothing I can do but sit beside him and hold his hand. I thought I would feel better writing it all down, but the tears are streaming down my face, and I really do not want my other half to see this, as it upsets him even more. I realise our son might die, but I hate what has happened, and that he might die hating us all for the way he has been treated.
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