Worse.

I've just come back from wondering the streets. Husband still looking.

Service User dissociated, talking about Lucifer, was in the garden and then suddenly isn't.

He must have gone to the side of the house and jumped over the wall.

He doesn't have a key.

Left it at a friend's.

Doesn't have a phone

Left it in the hospital yesterday.

Again the borderline between panic because he isn't in his right mind versus respecting his right as an individual...

Likewise yesterday night, and this evening, the question - how bad is too bad, at what point should I phone the crisis team.

There is no map for where we are.

No coordinates.

No landmarks...

No guiding star.