This is ironic that someone posted this thread. On Saturday, I went to a friend's birthday party some 200+ miles away. My wife and I made a long weekend of it. Anyway, it was a rather large event with about 100 people in attendance. We were celebrating the man's 65th birthday. I generally try to float around the room and talk to most everyone that I know. When I came to this fellow that I will call Dennis, he seemed very low. He was also a Captain for United before he retired , so we knew one another for many years and I knew him as a very happy-go-lucky type of guy, but Saturday night, he was very low and sullen with his shoulders kind of sagging. I asked him what was the matter and of course, I got the old, "Nothing." I told him that I knew him better and something was going on. I wasn't trying to be nosy, but I know that sometimes when people speak about what's bugging them, they fell better sometimes.
Ho told me to keep it to myself, (and I thought to myself, Oh, boy, I bet he's going to tell me that he is really sick) but my wife and I were watching a movie on TV where this couple had to tell each other a secret that they never told their spouse. He said his wife, who was a flight attendant, also for United, had a one-night fling with a passenger about 30 years ago. They have been married about 50 years. He said that he hasn't been able to sleep or eat since last Wednesday night. I told him that he needed to get professional help and the sooner the better. He told me that he feels like he wants to kill himself.
I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to walk away from him, but I didn't know what the heck to do. On Sunday, when I woke up at the hotel, I decided to call him and ask him if he was going to get help at the hospital today (Sunday) or wait until tomorrow (Monday). He said he would call tomorrow. I called him again today and spoke with his wife. The psychologist saw him on an emergency basis. She (the psychologist) had him admitted to the psych ward at the local hospital. I am going to call him every day, just to see how he's coming along. I never knew something like that could effect someone like it has affected him. Man, I feel bad about this.
Ho told me to keep it to myself, (and I thought to myself, Oh, boy, I bet he's going to tell me that he is really sick) but my wife and I were watching a movie on TV where this couple had to tell each other a secret that they never told their spouse. He said his wife, who was a flight attendant, also for United, had a one-night fling with a passenger about 30 years ago. They have been married about 50 years. He said that he hasn't been able to sleep or eat since last Wednesday night. I told him that he needed to get professional help and the sooner the better. He told me that he feels like he wants to kill himself.
I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to walk away from him, but I didn't know what the heck to do. On Sunday, when I woke up at the hotel, I decided to call him and ask him if he was going to get help at the hospital today (Sunday) or wait until tomorrow (Monday). He said he would call tomorrow. I called him again today and spoke with his wife. The psychologist saw him on an emergency basis. She (the psychologist) had him admitted to the psych ward at the local hospital. I am going to call him every day, just to see how he's coming along. I never knew something like that could effect someone like it has affected him. Man, I feel bad about this.
