"Mrs. Stu—", "call me Patrica" Patrica told the young nurse who was scribbling more ineligible stuff down, he sighed loudly then continued "Patrica, I think it would be best for Mr. Stump to stay in a clinic for his health...it would proba—" then he was interrupted again "you will not put my son I-in a fucking hospital for mentally disturbed or whatever, if he can recover once he can do it again" her voice was firm, Andreas sighed again "it would be best for him, he is dangerously underweight, he has large traces of heroin in his system and has self inflicted wounds all over his thighs, stomach and arms. Patrica, your sons body shut down and his heart stopped beat for two minutes, if you want him to live past 40 I would suggest you put him in a damn hospital" he snapped, his tone was scary but Patrica didn't even flinch. Patrick was awake because of the disagreement that had gotten rather loud. "its my body, do I get a say with what happens to it?" He asked and pushed the frames on his nose upwards, Patrica rushed over to her youngest child and gave him tight hug, Patrick hugged back groaning in the process "mom careful, I think I broke my ribs". Andreas scowled at his patient "Mr. Stump, two of your ribs are broken and four are cracked, your body will shut down soon if you don't eat". Patrick grinned "I know you have been pumping calories into my system I had a fucken' feeding tube down my throat and god knows how much weight I've gained from that!" both Andreas and Patrica were shook from Patrick's anger "I want to leave" he said and crossed his arms like an unhappy toddler. "Patrick, you have to be signed out by someone besides yourself before you may leave" Andreas sighed, Patrick glanced at his mother but Patrica shook her head "I'm sorry Patrick but this time you've gone too far, do you know how much you weigh?" She asked him, he scrunched his eyebrows up and sighed"ninety seven pounds". Andreas handed him a slip of paper where he started to read "Patrick Stumph, dead for two minutes and eighteen seconds, from 11:34 to 11:36. two broken ribs and four cracked from passing out and falling. Weight at arrival: 92 pounds. Weight after being stabilized and on a feeding tube for 24 hours: 94....." His voice cracked and he handed the paper back to the nurse "I want to leave!" He repeated, he raised his voice slightly. Patrica raised her eyebrows "Patrick, you don't have any control on where you do and don't go anymore" Andreas nodded in agreement "we are going to put you under suicide watch, we can't control if you go to a clinic or not but you will have to stay at your friends house or somebody else you trust like a family member or if you have a partner that would be the best."