Wife quacks suicide...
 

and makes it sound real. Especially the part about picking up the cats. Of course I'm at work. Its almost quitting time so I call the police and head over to her apartment. She's fine but she is most certainly messed up on something. I talk to the nice police officers a little, the emt's arrive and try to get her to go to the hospital for evaluation. I talk some to her and convince her to go. She's taken to the crisis center and I'm left at the apartment. I'm taking the day off tomorrow to go get the cats and any other important stuff I left behind from when I moved out. She should be there in the hospital for 72 hours.

The good news is my recovery tools worked as advertised, I coped very well and had minimal interaction with her before she was hauled away.

Thank you SR. This could have been a codie nightmare but ended up being not that big of a deal.

Your friend,

You handled that perfectly! All suicide threats should be taken seriously, but let the professionals handle it. If she had been serious, then she would be in the perfect hands. If not, then the hassle of having to stay on 72 hour psych watch will probably be enough to keep her from trying a stunt like that again.

Once you get the cats and all your belongings, if she tries that again, just call 911 but don't show up over there. I doubt she'll try again, but if you refuse to be "on call" for these shenanigans, they'll stop.

You done good! :grouphug:

Good goin', Mike.

And this is your opportunity to get what you need out of the apartment (dang, and I was all set to crate up the annoying one to keep you company for awhile).

Y'know your recovery tools are working when you can roll through a suicide admission without breaking a sweat.

That is truly miraculous, when you stop to really think about it.

Excellent job, Mike, on getting the job done, remaining calm and detached, and going about YOUR life, then.

CLMI

Mike,

Your recovery is shining. Great job not getting sucked into the drama.

My exah has threatened suicide several times over the years. Its the ultimate tool of manipulation. It worked for him. His threats immobilized me with fear.

Great job leaving it in the hands of professionals.

Sounds like you have everything under control, isn't recovery wonderful?

My best,

Mike, your recovery is shining! :hug:

Yes it is. Shame it took me 15 years to get here.

The hardest part of the whole day was all the phone calls that needed to be made.

Lexi, I may want to trade cats with you. The one (Mimi) is very sweet but she drools, especially when being petted. Of course her way to deal with it is to shake her head and fling it everywhere. Yech.

Your friend,

Way to go you handled it with grace and dignity and didnt get sucked into her emotional roller coaster. That is a glowing example of loving detachment, you loved her as your childrens mother enough to get her help but left the help to the professionals way to go.

Your cat drools???????

Yes, and its disgusting.

She only does it sometimes but still.....yech.

Wow. And that's all I have to say about this. Wow.

I'm too tired to go through all the emoticons but picture one that does a big thumbs up. I'm impressed with your presence of mind.

I'm kind of questioning if there isn't a little codie left in you, though, given that you're taking in a drooling cat? ;)

ROTFLMAO!!!!

Thank you, that made my day!!

Your friend,

YAYYY go mike! Glad you didn't get sucked into the unnecessary drama! :)

Thanks for sharing! What a powerful thing recovery can be.

Great job, m1k3!

I have a drooling cat, too. She's got some other quirks as well. She doesn't destroy furniture and she does her business in the correct locations so she gets to stay.

Way to go!!! I know everyone will get better with our HP's good grace. Keep up the good work.

Drooling cat? No problem! Pet with one hand, hold cloth with other. Toss cloth in laundry. Repeat.

I have fond memories of a drooling cat. She was with us for fifteen years. With her, it wasn't so bad... she had a slight overbite, and would drool just a drop now and then as she was purring.

Damn Mike!

Fixed that for you.

:a043:

My big black bad boy Bagheera kitty is the same way! :)

And the saga continues. I'm on my way over to her apartment when I get a call from one of the crisis center folks. She wanted to know what was in the email and why I thought she wanted to commit suicide. Gave her the info plus the background on me moving out, working recovery and being NC, AW being an A and this note was different than the others. I told her I would email the actual email once I got to the apartment. So I'm taking care of some stuff and I find a separate note for my 13 yo grand daughter, very creepy. I include the contents of this note in the email as well. Later this afternoon I get a text from AW that she is being admitted to the hospital and would I bring her some stuff. I glad she's being admitted and I'm not bringing her stuff.

Thought I might need the hospital my self after trying to stuff two cats into their carriers. I actually had to dig chunks of claw out of my arm! Both daughters of coarse laugh when I'm describing this and then say all you have to do is pick them up with a towel and it's real easy. I think I might get some cool scars out of this though.

Your friend,

I'm sure the scars are cool, but you better come up with a better story of how you got them!

Doin' good, keep it up! (Incidentally, my annoying cat is saliva-challenged as well, but she is more of a licker than a drooler. She is also fond of sticking her COLD WET (at least I know she's healthy) nose on any exposed body part, especially my hands, arms, feet and ankles when I am on the laptop.

Well done Sir! Well done.

:c011:

Awesome job! If you survived that, you can get through anything now.

:You_Rock_

Proud of you Mike, keep it up. You sound like you are doing just awesome. The vet tech in me wants to ask, has the cat always been a drooler? How's her teeth? (judging by your earlier post, her claws seem to be working just fine)

WAY TO GO MIKE!!

Ok, first of all you're a Badass. Way to detach and let her deal with her own self made crisis! I remember that first time I was able to step away from AH and disengage this way. It's every bit a miracle as a drunk in recovery I say.

Still, don't be surprised if some unexpected "feelings," creep up later, when you've had time to decompress.

I find it fascinating that you've been able to detach from your AW, but still have to force not one but TWO cats into carriers. I'd be inclined to also to leave the felines to their higher power. You're a great guy.

Secondly, I also have a drooling cat. Who licks. And sticks his nose on me. Please, anyone, explain this to me? I do not understand Cat Behavior and this one especially is bizarre to me. That, and him sitting right in front of my face, oh at 4am, purring loudly with his eyes swirling round like he's totally tranced out. WTF is THAT?