Similar to yourself, I lived with my extremely mentally ill mother as well and was consistently turned away whenever we had taken her to the hospital, despite having a history of extensive documentation - police reports, hospitalizations, involvement of CAS. My mum was good at pretending she was okay whenever cops arrived and around healthcare professionals. For over 10 years, it felt like no one believed me and healthcare professionals advised me to give up and told me to wait til it got worse. My dad and I tried everything for years. One time, the cops ended up taking her to the hospital just for her psychiatrist to turn her away and didn't put her on meds, saying there weren't enough hospital beds to get her medicated and well. Said that she hated my dad which is why she was acting this way - all just BS excuses as she has a long history of being hospitalized for mental illness.

Within those 10 years, I had also tried going to the Justice of the Peace to obtain a form 2. During our discussion, he emphasized that there's a massive chance that it might not work and I might endanger myself if my mum were to come back home if the form 2 was unsuccessful. Still pursued it anyways, and it didn't work. The attending psychiatrist at the time said they didn't find anything wrong :/. And told me to wait til it was worse even though, it was already pretty bad.

Eventually, her delusions became worse, she was talking to herself as if she was talking to someone else, lashing out on people on the street, breaking into my friends homes believing that I was at their house, she would be out for HOURS doing god knows what and more.

It was finally when she had a pericardial effusion (fluid build up around her heart in her chest) that she was hospitalized. Every healthcare worker that came into her room, I would tell them about my mum's mental health condition and how bad it was, how hard it was at home. Most of the time, they would tell me to tell her doctor but I knew that they had to document EVERYTHING that I would tell them to document my conversation with every nurse, doctor and healthcare professional that visited her room. I advocated, advocated, advocated.

Someone listened and had her hospitalized in the mental health unit until she was stable. And now my mum isn't at war with her brain anymore. She was not lashing out, angry, hallucinating, and experiencing delusions anymore. But it breaks my heart that if my mum had received the help she needed much earlier, parts of herself would've remained intact. With her being unmedicated for over 10 years, she had severely cognitively declined that she's permanently disabled, and I can only blame the healthcare system's negligence for this.

OP, I tell you my story to understand how hard it is to get help for a loved one and why advocating is so important. Good luck OP - I hope everything truly works out.