SO, since he called me from Boulder (from a friend's phone, which doesn't bode well) on Saturday night, I haven't heard from him.
I think the story about needing to go to the Boulder shelter in person, to get papers to prove that he'd been there (apparently , they could neither fax not email them to the program in Denver) was a load of bs. He expressed multiple times, earlier in the day , that he didn't think he could do it. He later told the detox place that yes, he'd commit to 28 days in detox, to get him stabilised on his medications, then he committed to the 6 month rehab progam.
So we all breathed a sigh of relief-A CHANCE TO BE SAVED! CLEAN! WARM! DRY!
But he was so negative about it and was calling us to get "permission" to leave. Which none of us gave. He got mean, saying that I never listen to him, that I am not there for him, that talking to me makes him feel depressed (works BOTH ways, mate!) etc.
Next thing, he HAS to go to Boulder for the papers, so he wants to discharge himself, but will return to detox the next day and begin his 28 days of medication stabilisation.
But I haven't heard from him and I'm pretty certain (please prove me wrong, Fates, God, Universe, anyone) that he won't be going to these programs that at least 5 adults have scrambled to get him in, bent the rules a bit, made exceptions for him, etc.
I'm thinking he'd still in Boulder, just doing what he always does. I think this MUST be the last of his nine lives.