Day 1

This is the first full day with my son in the hospital.  I called the hospital this morning to see how Joel was.  The nurse told me there was no one there by that name.  In order for the hospital to give me any information on Joel he has to sign a medical release.  He refused to sign the release.  At the time I did not know if he refused to sign the form or if something happened and they moved him to another facility.  The nurse must have told Joel I called because he called to ask me if I wanted something.  It was not a great phone call.  He is very, very angry with me.  He said they told him they want to move him to another facility.  From what I was told by the Crisis Team yesterday, there will be a hearing to put him into long-term care on Thursday.  He mentioned how mad he is at me and hung up.  Short and not sweet.
Tonight the emptiness of my house really hit.  It is too quiet.  My house is rarely quiet.  My heart feels broken.  I have received some wonderful messages full of support.  Caring phone calls, a nice visit.  All of the prayers and good wishes really have helped.  I gave myself today to wallow in self-pity.  Catch up on my sleep.  Feel sorry for myself.  Tomorrow back to accomplishing some goals.  I need to get myself together and get back to work.  I see my doctor next Tuesday and hope to be released back to work for Wednesday.  I have eight days to get myself back to a good place.
Thanks for all the great support. 
Any suggestions on how to help a dog adjust to losing the person they are used to sleeping with?  Joel's dog will not stop whining.  It is terrible.