Well we had another bump...big bump in the road...
H is a recovering alcholic...severe child abuse issues....and even PTSD has been suggested and I believe it to be there too...
Well he had been doing good....coming up on 3 months the 13th of this month....this week was a tough one for him emotionally....if he sees an injustice at work or where ever he feels the need to correct it...i.e...at work they have an unwritten policy that says if you call in sick you must find your own replacement and bring a doctors note or you will be written up....they don't pay for sick days and my H says asking people who are not even being payed a living wage to go to a doctor to get a note is wrong...especially if they are obviously sick....he also feels a list of employees who would like to be called for extra work should be made available instead of the entire list to save time by calling only those that would be interested in extra time....I agree...but it isn't up to him to change the world right now...H needs to take care of himself...
Well he has been stressed...had a few things like mentioned above happen at work....and was just feeling down...then I come home from work and S11 tells me dad went to the office (different then work)....I call and he sounds ok...says he is getting things ready to be turned over so he can be out of there....I think things are ok...
An hour later he calls and says, "I am in trouble."...he discloses that he is drinking....just one beer...but not sounding so good...admits it is a large beer...highter alcholol too...I tell him that I am going to call a friend and we will come get him....that way both cars will be home...nope...he just wants to stay there...says he won't drink anymore....this isn't always the truth when he says that and I know he needs to be home....so I tell him that "I" will come get him....ask for door and lobby codes to get in and upstairs....he gives them to me...twice....
I call a friend anyway...spiritual adviser for us both and great friend of H's....he comes and gets me....I knew the possibility could be that H would not be so cooperative when I got there so I wanted friend there....
I get to the front door...door code H gave isn't working...then I recall that I got door code a long time ago and logged it in my phone....that one worked...get upstairs and the lobby code wasn't working....check phone and use that code....it works....now I remember that I have a key to the office....didn't have one before....so I just open the door...I find him flat on his back passed out cold....looks like he fell...things are knocked over...etc....I get him awake...he obviously toast....it takes a while to get him on his feet...sandals keep falling off and he won't walk without them....I get the remaining large beer put up....lock office and start out with him...he says he has to go to the restroom...I take him but he just sits....finally after 15 minutes I convince him that we need to go....it is hard keeping him on his feet and walking....pretty soon he decides to let me carry his sandals...I get him the car and put him in...then run to his friends car and let him know what is going on...asking him to go talk to him because I am calling 9-1-1....he is in bad shape and after having mini-strokes a few months prior and having diabetes I have reason for concern...
Ambulance shows up....H is confused about why the "red lights" are there....but agrees to go....but wants to make sure friend goes to hospital also...
Get to hospital...he gets combative some because he wants friend to stay in room....won't do anything that is asked unless his friend tells him...not a pretty sight....he is crying and starts telling any who will listen about the horrible sexual abuse that he and his siblings endured...H starts talking about how worthless he is....how unloved... it is so sad....
His BAC was .25%....3 times the legal limit....he was smashed....I confirmed by receipts and what was in the office that he only had what amounted to 4 beers...he didn't eat and may have been dehydrated....but he was really drunk....
I was at the hospital till 1:30 am....I had to call off my morning shift....causing me more stress but I am sure no one wants a school bus driver driving their precious children with less then 3 hours of sleep!!!
I also get a note and make H agree to let me take it to his work so he won't have to show up either...I tell them he is too sick to call for back up and hand them the note from the hospital showing his discharge at 1:30 am...no argument...
Now H has to talk with elders of church concerning this...they will try and work with him to help but if he can't get it under control he risks being removed from the congregation again...this would kill us as a family...
Anyway...lets add to this my stress....I had been approved for training to be a bus driver by EDD....no need to look for a job....but I found a one day a month job at a pet store...it would be 4.25 hours....I did this until training for bus driving was conflicting...so I quit...didn't think to notify EDD....now they are asking back almost $4000 in "overpayment" because I quit a "JOB" and was not eligible for benefits....yes, if you have a job that is 1 hour per month you can't quit or you will loose it ALL....I didn't have a choice if I wanted this other job...at the time H had just left me, we had a house fall out of escrow because looser tenants refused to move, I was basically homeless living with my parents....trying to get a place for my kids and I...it was an aweful time...
So now...several years later I am having to prepare to appear before an appealate judicial hearing on my EDD claim....I am fighting it....it is just wrong!!!...I didn't even have to take that job...I did it just to do something besides sit around!!!....penalize me the $40 dollars a week I gave up with the job...not the $212 I was getting a week in total from EDD!!!
Okay...thank you for the vent if you have stayed this long in my saga....thank you very much!
Such is life....and sometimes it just plain sucks!!!!
