He's back in a facility and I miss him so much!

It was a crazy summer (pardon the pun) Mike had reverted back to his unbalanced self; he quit eating and then, i the middle of 120 degree heat, he quit drinking too! I was scared by his listless body lying about, so, I did the only thing I could do..call 911. The ambulance took him to the emergency room, and hydrated him, then after a bed was ready at the only facility, they took him there. He won't talk to me and it's been months! He's on conservatorship, and in Metro, in Norwalk; he'll be there for about 3 months and then they said he will be transported to another facility in S.B. I hate this! Why can't there be a magic wand or spell to make everything better?