A Day in the Life...
Today has been on of the most stress filled days I have had in a long time. I know that the whole thing is going to sound like I made it up, but I swear that every word of it is true.
Today around 3 pm my bother's girlfriend called me and said that my brother had opened a letter from my father, that said on the outside "You will never disrespect me again". When he opened it inside he found dead bird parts and a white powder that got all over his hands.
They had already called the police before calling me and as I was on the phone they were setting up a hazmat area in my brother's front yard and told them that they were not allowed to leave the house and no one could come in either.
My brother meanwhile is sweating a lot, his yes were turning red and his throat was very sore and he was throwing up. I was terrified, I didn't know what to do and being so far away made it even harder to deal with.
My brother and every one in the house was taken to quarantine in the nearest hospital. I called the hospital and asked them what was going on but they said that they couldn't tell me any thing and they transfered me to my mother on another line, not that she could help me because they weren't telling her anything either.
For about 3 hours I was worrying and trying to figure out what it might have been. I know that my father is A) not smart enough to get any REAL chemicals and B) It was probably just Baby powder or detergent or something.
Luckily I was right and they stuff turned out to be "Harmless" and they released my brother. I think that talking to my mother made the whole thing seem very extreme and like my brother said "she can turn a flea circus into Barnum and Bailey's 3 ring circus. I should have known better but she was the only person out there that could give me any information.
The biggest news is that now my father has at least 5 Postal Felonies and a numerous amount of Felonies both state and federal. He was really crazy I guess when he did this and didn't realize what the out come would be. It's too late now. I am just glad that my phone doesn't except collect calls and I have no intentions to write to him this time in prison.
I am just so angry at him right now for doing this. I wonder if I should tell the police about the dead bird parts that he sent me in the mail last week.I just threw it away though. I didn't even read it and it was addressed to my son. If I had let him open it, I would have really gone off on my father.
So, after doing some research into Oklahoma law it looks like he is looking at at least 30 years for the "Terroristic Threats" not to mention all of the other stuff he is in for. I really hope that they keep him this time and keep him for good. Sadly, it is the best thing for him and for everyone else. He doesn't belong in the population with all of his craziness.
I can say that everyones lives got a whole lot better after my father was arrested, according to my mother he was arrested but I don't know for sure and I don't care to call anyone to find out if it is true, all I know is that if there is a number other then my brother's from out there I am not going to be answering it. Although I may need to answer it to tell the police where he is. If he would tell me, I am better off not answering it.
I don't know how this is going to turn out but I am pretty sure that he has burned all of his bridges at this point and I doubt that anyone will be there to help him out this time. A 30 year sentence might as well be a death sentence because he is already 50 and not in the best of health.
It is getting late and I need to relax. I don't know what I am going to do tomorrow, but if the kids go to school I will be trying to get out of the house and try to learn all of the new features of my car and just drive around with my radio up all of the way. I really need that.
I hope that tomorrow is better then today. I can't really handle any more stress this week. I will let you know how that goes later in the week.