"I'm gonna get dried out, unfucked, and see what my options are with the bone problem I have. I can't just sit here and fester anymore."
While part of me wants to get up on the desk and do the happy dance, another part of me knows that entering the hospital is the easy part. He's about to walk down a very dark road.
He doesn't believe in prayers, but I do. I'll be praying for him daily. Please keep him in your prayers, as well. He'll need each and every one you can spare.