Thank you so much everyone!
He finally broke down/got sane enough to let me send him to a hospital. The cops did not arrive with the ambulance, thank psomething, but now I'm wondering if the probation people are going to start making surprise house visits. 8(
He went out with nothing but some pajama pants (which I had to put on him) and his wallet.
I also had to drag/coax/threaten him down the stairs and out the front door (litter wouldn't get further). The EMTs thought I was his mother, for cryin' out loud!
I'm debating whether or not to start looking for a new roommate immediately. Attempting to commit suicide, especially with alcohol, when he knows I'm on active probation for a DUI (1st and only offense) is fuckin' rude. Yeah, now that I think about it, that's way too disrespectful.
I don't mind partying in the least (in moderation), I like to myself. That shit is different though. I don't need any more fuckin' trouble. I obviously don't make trouble for others, I don't deserve this bullshit.
Again, thank you all so very much for all your help.
P.S. I got the DUI because an aggressive drive slammed into me. Twice. I had even tried to move up onto the empty sidewalk to avoid her. She didn't get so much as a fuckin' breathalyzer. Probably because I moved here from NYC, and she was a local. I swear I wanna make a big legal stink about this one day, if my life ever becomes anything close to resembling "normal" again.