Well, I went to my sister's and stayed with her on Tuesday night. Wednesday, I get off work and I decide to go home to pick up some clothes. I walk in the door and FI is passed out on the couch with beer bottles lined up on the coffee table. I tried to wake him up, but he was not responsive at all. So I called for an ambulance. He got rushed to the hospital and is still in now. He's going through detox. I really don't even know how I feel now. I hope this is a wakeup call for him, but part of me is really doubting that it's going to be. I guess we'll see what he decides when he gets released from the hospital. His mom keeps telling me that we need to get him into rehab. I agree, but it's not something we can force him into, right? I'm staying at home for the time being. Once he is released, we'll go from there. Honeslty, I don't know what I'm going to do still. I'll see what he decides when he gets released and go from there, I guess.