Yesterday morning, after spending the night with his wife giving him heck and after my sister telling him she couldn't do this any more, he agreed to go into rehab.
No one wanted to let that window of opportunity go by, so my sister dropped everything and picked him up and drove him the 200 miles to St. Louis. Obviously, it wasn't all as easy as this single sentence indicates, but the end result is that he agreed to go.
They got to the rehab center in St. Louis around 6:00 or 7:00 and then the intake process took about 4 hours.
So he is now in rehab!!!!! He has to be kept isolated for 96 hours and then he can get and make phone calls.
The Center indicated that it would probably be a 30-day stay, but I sure hope they keep him longer than that. The last 30-day stay (at a different rehab center) didn't "take" -- but then, he didn't really put his heart into the last one and he seems to be more motivated this time.
So that's the short version of today's story. If you pray, please include him in your prayers. And at any rate, keep him in your thoughts.
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