Woke me up this morning talking to himself downstairs. One minute he's talking suicide plans and the next he's playing piano and singing with dd. I know he needs to be in hospital, he knows it and when his nurse comes round in an hour there will be no beds and nowhere for him to go. Another night of no sleep and extreme highs and lows. This has been coming for weeks. I can always see the downturn.
Any suggestions gratefully received.