Mond
August 1st, 2010, 07:11 PM
I am not quite sure how to put this into words but, I have been in a custody battle for my son (takes longer when they have more money then I do). When he would call me at night afraid I would sit up all night and read to him so he would not feel alone. His father put him in the hospital and I live in Michigan and they were in Fla. I had never even been to fla. ( nor do I ever wish to go back)I got a call from the Charlotte County Sheriff's office from a female cop asking me what hospital to take him to, I ask if she was a mother and where would she take her kid too. She told me the name and I was on the phone to the hospital when they were bringing him in. After aa CAT scan and some other tests (he had a lump on his head and abrasions in his mouth and under his tongue) I am on SSI ( used to work construction and blew 2 discs in my spine) and the court day was 2 months away. his father was arrested on 2 counts of felony child abuse. I was there for court, not knowing the "charges had been dropped"(????????????????????) As we all know it is liberty and justice for those who can afford it. So my son's grandma took her check book to Fla with her got her son off and got my son too. He was up here in May and said he didn't want to go back so we called P.S. and told them what was going on. They said if I did not give him back I would be arrested ( I was ok with that as long as they would keep in Mi till I could have my friends take him to the friend of the court). But they said they would ship him back to Fla. So back he went to Ohio where grandma lives. So She took him to see his father and when he got back he was a different kid. I never pushed him to come home (probably my mistake, but I see it as putting to much pressure a kid who was going through enough) I don't know when I will get to see him anymore maybe not till he is 18. He is my heart! I really don't know how to keep going on, how does one live with without a heart. Every day is becoming more dismal I have lost 20 pounds in 2 months. things that used to make my soul soar mean nothing, and it is becoming harder to get out of bed I only leave the house when my cats need food or litter I really feel as if there is a hole where my used to be I can not keep going on at this rate. I really feel as if I am dying of a broken heart