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Wednesday, August 24, 2011

HUH

so thursday afternoon i was sick, i mean in bed dying sick...and the person that i think might've harmed my dauther was in my house....so of course me being me i got in his face...he didnt deny it, he laughed in my face and said 'well thats a strong accuasation....' and carried on with the conversation he was having with my husband...i wanted to tear him limb from limb, but instead i went into my bedroom....i took 2 ambien and tried to sleep....well so i thought...the details from then until friday afternoon are hazy but with anthony and other peoples help, heres what proceeded to happen....around 5pm i went into my bedroom, unknow to anthony i took about 20 shaving razors with me...around 9pm anthony got a barrage of text messages when he turned his cell phone on as he was getting ready for work...there were 3 picture messages with lotts of blood and cuts on my arm...he had no idea when these were actually sent since the network is crappy and lists the time you received them...so he attempted to come into the bedroom to see what i had done now...and when he couldnt get in, he panicked, he sent the pictures to a few friends and one of them called the police. well 911....the fire department came first...i remember this part a little, there was about 6 of them in my dining room, telling me i really should go to the er and get checked out....uhhuh...and then i go straight to mental health on a 72 hours psych hold, i think not im fine, wasnt trying to kill myself honest goodbye...next thing i knew i was in mental heatlh...turns out the fire department cant say too much but the police, they have shiny things called handcuffs...anyways i GUESS i was fighting the lady officer pretty hard and so i was double cuffed and placed in the back of the squad car and taken in. they placed me on a 24 hour hold but somehow i convinced the psych dr at the hosp. that i was fine and they sent me home in a cab....i see 2 things wrong here, 1. how the HELL was i left to come home and in a cab no less?????? and 2. why cant i remember anything anymore? ...this is particularly disheartening because of the situation with losing emily and i blanked out, and now im fighting law enforcement? no you see i LOVE the police, i have nothing but respect for them, and to hear i was fighting them makes me cringe....i have to say though lady officer needs to cut her darn nails cause i now have 5 claw marks on my upper arm! grrr...

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