Good Morning Gentle Readers,
The holidays aren't cheerful for everyone and for the gentleman in question, especially not. He's been off the sauce for a couple of years, put down the drugs, but none of that made him especially happy. His best girl won't celebrate Christmas with his family and ran off to the big city to be with her family until the 27th. His mother is on the far side of dementia and his dad has been gravely ill, in and out of the hospital for the last several weeks.
Most of us can cope with that but this man decided to end it with a phone call to his girlfriend and a revolver in the mouth. The 911 call went out and they sent a SWAT Team that was poised to break the door down. Fortunately a friend of the family had a spare key which spared the destruction of the entry door.
Flash. Bang. The SWAT cops were in. There he was, sitting on a stool with the barrel of the gun in his mouth. Surrounded by militaristic cops in full battle regalia, the commander demanded that he remove the gun from his mouth, uncock it, and toss it away from him or THE SWAT TEAM WOULD KILL HIM! That's fine for a movie starring Bruce Willis, but it strikes me as a less than ideal approach in reality. WTF?
Thankfully, there was no suicide by cop. They rushed him after he threw the revolver aside. Why they needed to wrestle him to the ground at this point is unclear to me.
It's been a couple of decades since I've dealt with the suicidal, but if it comes up again you can bet I'm not calling 911.