"You drank THIS!"

A man I married (whose marriage I solemnised) had a car accident, and went through the windscreen. He was all right, but he had splinters of glass in his scalp. Then he plunged into deep depression. He drank a bottle of pesticide, and was admitted to hospital completely paralysed. Gradually the paralysis wore off. He was able to breathe again, and to move -- but he couldn’t walk. His wife brought him the empty pesticide bottle in hospital. She said to him, “You drank THIS! SMELL it!” He said it was so pungent that he had to turn his head. She said, “SMELL it!” and pushed it under his nose again. He said, ”That’s what depression does to you. It’s very powerful. You don’t know what you’re doing.”