When you feel like your whole world has crumbled down around you I don't understand how anyone thinks you can go to court and hold yourself together. To start with our Judge was Judge Miles. Remember he is the one that didn't help us with my husbands ex wife and kids.
The day didn't start well anyhow. When i was walking to the courthouse there stood my step daughter Cathy and her mom Anita. I will be honest I was so mad I couldn't see straight but my husband told me to keep my mouth shut. I simply walked right by them as if they wasn't there while my husband stood and talked with them. The nerve of them to come to a closed court case over something they had caused!
My husband and I both had legal aid family attorneys waiting for us. He went to talk to his and I went to talk to mine. Mike Simms was my attorney and one of the first things he told me was I was not to speak to anyone but him from then on. We talked some but not much before we went in front of the Judge.
I was sitting with my mother in law when Cathy came and sat beside me. She went on to say that I should give her and her mom custody of my kids. I got up and walked up to Mike and told him what she had said and he said there was no way any Judge would ever do that. That was some relief for me.
We went up to stand in front of Judge Miles and Mike leaned over and said oh by the way Clint is in the hospital. I thought for sure I was going to pass out. When they arrested me and took them away he said he was going to kill himself so they took him to Kosairs and left him. They didn't even wait for him to see a Doctor and settle in because as the worker said it was past her time to be off work. My baby had been in Kosairs for a week and I hadn't known.
How they expect you to function is beyond me. It was all I could do not to strangle the lying CPS worker Kate Jeffcoat and stop crying for five minutes. The Judge told us the kids had to stay with CPS and made orders for us to visit and set another date to come back.
That was the start of our court dates. We was in court every two weeks for 6 months fighting for our kids.
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Saturday, April 27, 2013
Jail
My husband I was in jail for a week. A lot of that we can thanks the bail bondsman for. She didn't bother taking the time to call and verify who we were so we just sat there. I wasn't allowed to see or speak to my husband. I cried and cried and said I just give up cause they took my babies. That was not what they wanted to hear.
They threw me in the front of the building in a glass room where when anyone new came in they could see me. They took my clothes. I had no TV, no phone and no one to talk to. So I cried. And cried and cried and cried some more. In the week we was there I slept about a total of 15 hours. I stopped eating everything. I was having severe chest pain. (I have had two heart attacks already) I was refused medical treatment. Every Time they shut the flap on the door I beat the door and screamed until they opened it. The nurse decided I needed to have someone sit outside the door and talk to me to try to keep me calm. That worked for a couple of hours but then a guard said she couldn't stay there anymore.
I saw the bruises from where Mitch had grabbed me and pushed me down. I asked for someone to take pictures and to file a complaint. Of course I was refused that also.
The last day I was there a different bail bondsman came by my door and I was crying and begging for him to please help me get out of there. He said he would call the judge and see what he could do. I figured he would never come back. But he did! He said the other bail bondsman hadn't made any calls to verify who we were so thats why we had been sitting there the whole week. The Judge had finally released me OR. Thank God!
As they were getting my paperwork ready for me to leave they said they were also releasing my husband. I was so happy but that happiness would soon turn to confusion once again.
I sat outside the jail and called my best friend on my cell phone. She had called my mother and father in law and they were coming to get me. It was about 1 A.M. on a Sunday. My husband came out of the jail and it was clear he was still mad. He had called his son Caleb to come get him and said I couldn't ride with them. So my mother and father in law took me home.
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They threw me in the front of the building in a glass room where when anyone new came in they could see me. They took my clothes. I had no TV, no phone and no one to talk to. So I cried. And cried and cried and cried some more. In the week we was there I slept about a total of 15 hours. I stopped eating everything. I was having severe chest pain. (I have had two heart attacks already) I was refused medical treatment. Every Time they shut the flap on the door I beat the door and screamed until they opened it. The nurse decided I needed to have someone sit outside the door and talk to me to try to keep me calm. That worked for a couple of hours but then a guard said she couldn't stay there anymore.
I saw the bruises from where Mitch had grabbed me and pushed me down. I asked for someone to take pictures and to file a complaint. Of course I was refused that also.
The last day I was there a different bail bondsman came by my door and I was crying and begging for him to please help me get out of there. He said he would call the judge and see what he could do. I figured he would never come back. But he did! He said the other bail bondsman hadn't made any calls to verify who we were so thats why we had been sitting there the whole week. The Judge had finally released me OR. Thank God!
As they were getting my paperwork ready for me to leave they said they were also releasing my husband. I was so happy but that happiness would soon turn to confusion once again.
I sat outside the jail and called my best friend on my cell phone. She had called my mother and father in law and they were coming to get me. It was about 1 A.M. on a Sunday. My husband came out of the jail and it was clear he was still mad. He had called his son Caleb to come get him and said I couldn't ride with them. So my mother and father in law took me home.
Also please feel free to comment on each blog or ask questions
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