Rachel is back with me as of yesterday. What we have been able to piece together about the last week is that Rachel decided not to respect the curfew at the shelter and so she lost her bed there. She also broke her phone, which is why none of us could reach her. I spent three days walking and driving around the homeless neighborhoods showing her picture to everyone who would look and asking them to be on the lookout for her. I finally saw her walking along one of the roads and she agreed to come back home with me to give it another try. The clinic now says that she picked up her medication on Friday, however she says she didn’t. In any case, her purse and ID were taken while she slept one night, so she does not have them. We were able to get the clinic to reorder the meds after making a police report about the theft. We really need to get her into a residential mental health facility, but have no more resources toward that end, especially since she is now back to no ID. For now, we are trying to provide 24/7 supervision ourselves and just get her started on the meds. Cannot really plan ahead other than that. No shelter is going to work for her, she just cannot make the right choices.