So, we had a court date (First Appearance for the custody proceding) on November 6, which was rather stressful at first because my lawyer didn’t even show up! They called him and he came…after we had already adjourned. The judge was none to happy with him. His excuse to me was that he didn’t get the paperwork (I have to say that I can see that happening except for the fact that he was the only one who didn’t receive the paperwork). He had my sister’s ID, which she needed for her GED classes on Monday, so we waited, and so did my parents and their lawyer and Jocelyn’s Law Guardian. Instead of making a big long story, I’ll just tell you what the results were. My parents granted me custody and Jocelyn her things in exchange for us dropping the Order of Protection (because they wanted a “relationship” with us, haha). Anyway, right now I’m just waiting for the paperwork to come through so that I can make arrangements for getting her her stuff. I believe that her law guardian is also going to be filing a petition on her behalf to obtain the ability to talk to Faith and Cody (my other brother and sister that are still living with my parents). I haven’t received any paperwork on that to date.
On the other front, we finally got our health insurance (we applied on July 15, but didn’t get it until November 1), and I’ve been to the doctor, podiatrist, optomologist, and psychiatrist. As it turns out, I’m most likely going to have to get a toenail surgery, I was diagnosed with PTSD, have to see the psychiatrist/counselor every week for the next month or so, and got new glasses. The first appointment with the psychiatrist was a little difficult, but it should get better. At least I don’t have to retell my story again, I hope. While at the optomoligist’s I learned that I am nearsighted and only have to wear my glasses when looking more than 8 ft. away. The last time I had been, they told me to wear them constantly. Whatever.
Oh, and even more exciting news…my husband was in a car accident! Last Saturday, I think it was, my husband was sitting at the stop sign waiting to go on the end of my father-in-law’s street and a drunk driver just ran into the back of the car. The police were called and they arrested him (which he resisted). My husband refused to go to the doctor, and still refuses no matter how many people advice him, ask him, or in any other way try to persuade him to go. He says he doesn’t see why he needs to – it doesn’t hurt. Grrr! Oh well. It’ll be his own fault if something happens because he didn’t go. He won’t be able to blame me for it, I told him to go and so did a lot of other people. Funny thing, my father-in-law, who was the passenger, said his neck felt better after the accident (he has a herniated disk in his neck). Things haven’t been finalized with the car yet. It’s in the shop now for the estimate.
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