Lady Catherine, the Earl and the Real Downton Abbey

While reading this book I had to sympathize with Lady Catherine.  My first marriage was a total disaster.

Though I am by no means royalty there was scandal and a police record which dragged my good name through the mud.  The divorce was public knowledge.  My spouse was openly having an affair with another woman.

Oh I didn't get charged with any criminal misconduct but my spouse did.  My spouse was charged with domestic abuse.  It still boggles my mind how he can now hold a job with the state and own a firearm after beating the snot out of me.

From the hospital I called my parents and asked them to get me a lawyer.  My mother showed up right away and cried with me.  We weren't mourning the end of a happy marriage.  We were crying because my face was bruised and swollen.  I had a cut on my knee and bruise on the back of the leg of the same abraded knee.  I was a mess.

Emotionally I had hit my lowest point.  I couldn't go any lower.  Mom took me back to my apartment where I called my landlord to have the locks changed.  My spouse had tried to break in already once.  My mom then took me to the police station where I filed a request for an order of protection.  I needed to feel safe.  I didn't feel safe.

The police came and allowed my spouse to remove his personal possessions from the house.  He asked for his gun.  I told the police that I didn't want him having it as I felt as though he was a threat to me with it in his possession.  They made my parents turn over the weapon to my spouse.  I felt even less safe.  How was my spouse allowed to have a weapon when he had an order of protection out on him?

The system in place to protect family members in the state in which I used to live is flawed.  More often than not the men go free.  Oh I realize that it is "innocent until proven guilty"  but the marks on my body should have been more than enough proof.  His violent history of which our former neighbors could attest to should have been enough.  But it wasn't and he was allowed to have his gun.

I guess the reason why I felt more threatened with him being allowed to have a weapon was because years before he had turned a loaded shot gun on me.  I should have left back then.  But I chalked it up to his jealous rages and a mix of alcohol.

I now look back on that horrible period in my life and often wonder how I escaped.  Somehow I found the strength to move on.  I'm glad that I did.  I have a wonderful life with second husband and we are expecting our first child in July next year.

This post was inspired by Lady Catherine, the Earl, and the Real Downton Abbey by The Countess of Carnarvon. Learn more about the family who lived in Highclere Castle, where the popular British series Downton Abbey is filmed. Join From Left to Write on December 17 we discuss  Lady Catherine, the Earl, and the Real Downton Abbey.  As a member, I received a copy of the book for review purposes.

Follow Ups on the Agenda

Yesterday I heard back from PNW.  Dr. H. is putting me on  25 mcg of synthroid. I've been on both synthroid and armour thyroid before, at different times of course.  If the meds are in the system I'll have them by the end of today.  Remember I'm dealing with a clinic outside of the Army and the Army clinic still needs to put their approval on the care plan as they are the ones that will be seeing me the most.  I also have birth control that will be picked up today for the next cycle start which hopefully will be in the next two weeks.

I will have a follow up while on birth control to check to see if the 5 cm ovarian cyst has shrunk.  I need to have it gone before I start the Lupron.  Early this morning I was in such pain that it either is growing or it ruptured.  I was whimpering.  I'm hoping it ruptured.

This morning I had a call back from my PCM about my referral to the ENT clinic.  I'm supposed to be seen every year for my Meniere's Disease and thryoid.  It has been 1.75 years since I was last seen.  I'm overdue.  Referrals are good for only 6 months and I would have had of gotten a new one any way.  The reason for the delay in seeing my ENT is kind of obvious with the baby making being a higher priority on the agenda.  Also I didn't need another thyroid ultrasound for two years from the last appointment which was Jan 2012 unless my thyroid levels starting going wonky of which they have now twice this year.  Hoping the cysts on my thyroid haven't grown.  Tomorrow I'll get to call the ENT and see if my referral went through or not.  The ENT clinic told me to call them back on Wednesday so they could push it through as they know I need to be seen.

The bathroom sink is fixed again.  It took a hacksaw to get the pipe off but the repair guy fixed the problem, I hope.

Last night I consoled a long time friend, over 30 years, who is going through a rough divorce.  This guy doesn't often cry, heck I can't ever remember him crying, but last night he did.  I feel bad for him and I do understand what it is like to have your heart ripped out and stomped on.

J is enjoying his new rank.  He was pinned, by me and the First Sergeant, on Friday last week.  Well boarded is more like it since it was done in his dress uniform and I got to put on his new boards.  He is already back at the books studying for the next promotion board.  You'll just have to trust me that he looked great in his uniform as I don't have his permission to post the photos, as of yet, on here.  But they are on my FB if you want to go see them there.