spyrosmom
Cathlete
Venting ahead! Warning, danger Will Robinson, danger!!!
A couple few weeks ago I posted about my suicidal murderous BIL. He spent a week or 10 days in a state facility where he talked to the doctors and they decided he wasn't suicidal, just an alcoholic. DH talked to him a couple times while he was there, and while he didn't enjoy it, he seemed to be ok. Fine. He called the other day and left a message for DH about borrowing some Xbox 360 games. Fine. No worries, no problems.
I get home today and there is a message on the answering machine. Said something like "hi, bro, you know who this is. But this message is for Nancy. I got a 3k bill from the hospital and since you're the one who called the cops, you can F'ing pay it"
What the bleep bleep bleepity bleep is that all about?!?!?! Yeah, I called the cops, but because he threatened to kill himself and a couple of family members. Hell yeah, I called the cops. I am soooooooooo irritated right now!!! I'd like to go over there and knock him upside his thick head.
And if he wasn't ignorant about it, I'd help him apply for Medicaid or Financial Assistance at the hospital. He has no income, except unemployment, he'd get it. But yeah, not gonna help.
We've (DH and I and his other bros and SILs) have done all we can to help him. This suicide note business is the dumbest thing he's ever done, but there has been plenty of other acts of stupidity in the past. I am done. I told DH this particular BIL is no longer welcome in my house. And he agrees. He no longer exists to me. I am done. It's time for him to sink or swim on his own. I'm not throwing out another life jacket.
Nan
A couple few weeks ago I posted about my suicidal murderous BIL. He spent a week or 10 days in a state facility where he talked to the doctors and they decided he wasn't suicidal, just an alcoholic. DH talked to him a couple times while he was there, and while he didn't enjoy it, he seemed to be ok. Fine. He called the other day and left a message for DH about borrowing some Xbox 360 games. Fine. No worries, no problems.
I get home today and there is a message on the answering machine. Said something like "hi, bro, you know who this is. But this message is for Nancy. I got a 3k bill from the hospital and since you're the one who called the cops, you can F'ing pay it"
What the bleep bleep bleepity bleep is that all about?!?!?! Yeah, I called the cops, but because he threatened to kill himself and a couple of family members. Hell yeah, I called the cops. I am soooooooooo irritated right now!!! I'd like to go over there and knock him upside his thick head.
And if he wasn't ignorant about it, I'd help him apply for Medicaid or Financial Assistance at the hospital. He has no income, except unemployment, he'd get it. But yeah, not gonna help.
We've (DH and I and his other bros and SILs) have done all we can to help him. This suicide note business is the dumbest thing he's ever done, but there has been plenty of other acts of stupidity in the past. I am done. I told DH this particular BIL is no longer welcome in my house. And he agrees. He no longer exists to me. I am done. It's time for him to sink or swim on his own. I'm not throwing out another life jacket.
Nan