Week to forget

Last week was one for the record books for my wife and I. We started off the week everything fine. We left for school and started our days as usual. Half way through the day our oldest son's school called and left a message for me concerning his behavior at school. I called back his teacher and found out that he had been not paying attention all day and refusing to do his school work. After talking to his teacher for awhile he had a pretty rough evening at home. We grounded him and sent him to bed early. The next day went ok until around 1. His school called again and asked for us to come to the school. Our son was sitting in the office and was in big trouble. We talked to his principal and she told us that he had been wrestling in the lunch room with another kid and somehow managed to stab the other kid in the arm with a fork. The principal said that it wasn’t done out of anger and that the other kid was fine but our son was going to be in in school suspension for the next two days. This of course got him in way more trouble at home. The next day was the one that really took the cake. My wife and I both got home from school and we were watching a little TV. All of the sudden we heard a woman yelling outside and banging on a door. We both looked outside and didn’t see where it was coming from. A little while later we noticed about eight cop cars pull up in front of our house. My wife and I both went outside to see what was going on. After watching the cops walk around my neighbor's house several times I decided to go up to a couple of the officers and see what was going on. I talked with two of the officers and found out that my neighbor across the street had family members calling the police saying that they thought that he was going to hurt himself. I talked with them a little while longer and they said that they were going to leave but if I noticed my neighbor's car home later to call them and let them know so they could come talk to him. After all the cops left I ran up to the store and as I was pulling in back at home I noticed that his car was home. My wife had walked over to see what was going on and my neighbor's wife and my wife were on the porch trying to get into the house. When I got there she asked me to get into the door however I could so I broke in the Plexiglas on the door so that I could reach in and unlock it. When we got inside I found my neighbor unconscious with a suicide note on his chest. My wife immediately called 911 and I started trying to get him to wake up and respond to me. I did get him to at least acknowledge me and soon after the ambulance showed up and took him to the hospital. We found several pill bottles and to our best estimate he had taken between 300 to 350 benzodiazepines. He is ok now and thankfully we found him when we did but that was one heck of a week and I hope that we don’t have to go through another like that.