I don't know about anyone else...but I smell a conspiracy!

Michael went from doing very well to catatonic in less than one week! We visited him on Saturday and by Friday he was whisked away to a hospital. Mike usually calls me everyday at my lunchtime; Wednesday...no call,so when I got home I called him. He said he felt like he had the flu so I said get some rest,and I'll talk to you tomorrow. Thursday came and he did not call me,I just figured he was sick and let it go until the next day. Friday came and this time I called him. It took forever for him to actually answer the phone, and I heard a staff member say: "Mike, it's your mom." Then he spoke: "They changed my medication mom, it's making me feel weird; my voices are back very strong and my anxiety is bad." I told him I would visit him on Saturday--but Mike always calls me Friday night to let me know what I need to bring him--no call. Before making that two hour trip to Riverside I decided to call the facility, Millers Progressive Care. "Hello,this is Mike's Mom, I'm concerned, Mike hasn't called me and I was wondering how he's doing today?" The voice was cold and dry to say the least "We can not give you any information, you will need to call his conservator." "But it's Saturday, she won't be in!" Then the line went dead. My heart dropped, something was very wrong.I called Ricky, and he told me he still had the payphone number. I suggested he ask for one of Mike s friends, Tim.When Ricky spoke to Tim he was told Mike was taken to hospital--but where was anyone's guess. Rick ad I did some sleuthing and we found him at Riverside Community Hospital; in a catatonic state. Here's a little background some might find interesting: In November, I received a letter from his Conservator, Longina Shaw, San Bernadino. It stated that because Social Security only allows an on hand amount of $2,000.00 and she had nearly $6,000.00 on hand,she was putting that money in a burial trust--an irrevocable burial trust, at that...Mike is only 32, he's physically well, (or rather he WAS) and is not lacking a family to handle any needs of this caliber. As soon as Mike and I were making waves about the funds,suddenly Mike's medication was changed,he was moved from Miller's Progressive care and all his belongings are gone! I-pod,Television,cell phone, clothes, pictures and so on. Another odd chain of events was Dixie,the facility's administrator called me the same Friday to say she had to make a report on me. WTF? "Mike pierced his ears,did you know that? said Dixie "Yes, I noticed he had earrings in." I replied "Do you know where he got the needle?" "Not really,where?" Dixie kept asking more questions or rather accusations is more like it. "Well,he also had a pack of matches." "That was an oversight on my part,I'm guessing...when I got him his cigarettes the store clerk dumped a handful of matches and I really thought I got them all." I answered Next she asked about a mirror---"well,he asked his brother if he could have it and without thinking Rick gave it to him." He can't have any of those things, I'm forced to make a report, and on your next visit, it WILL be supervised.!" The entire conversation made me feel uneasy, but I know why he can't have those things...he is searched every visit-- Why weren't they simply confiscated? Here's the real clincher folks...Miller's has been asked by this new facility for Mike's Medical records; what drugs was he taking and what medication did they change...Miller's has refused. So now the hospital is forced to strat from scratch--once again it's find the magic mix. I don't know about anyone else...but I smell a conspiracy!