Thursday, October 9, 2014

My exhausted week. by Lesa

10/8/2014

I have neglected my postings this week.  I neglected a lot of things because on top of working 5 days last week, at least they were 8 hour days, I went Thursday to our rent house, worked until 9pm, Friday til 3 am. and Saturday another 8 hours.  I was so tired, I can't tell you how much I hurt.  The rent house had a switching of tenants and the old one left the place a mess. Everything had been neglected.  I didn't have the money for help, so I cleaned the carpets, detailed the inside, and almost caught up the yard.  Thank God my 15 year old helped with the carpets and carrying heavy stuff, I was already hurting.  Saturday, my college son Adam arrived with friends, thanks Hunter and Bella, and they all lent a hand. I would have had another full day on Sunday had they not each given me a few hours of help.  I was forever thankful.  I treated them to pizza and the next day made enchilada casserole!!

Sunday was my only day off, I was to be back for a 12 hour shift on Monday, which turned into a 14 hour shift from hell.  I left completely frazzled.  Because Wes felt bad, he told me to skip visitation on Sunday, to relax and come to visit him after work on Monday.  I was a bit wrecked.  Once I got there Monday night for visitation, it was so nice to see his face, I wanted to cry.  I was more tired then I can ever remember.  When I came home I made the decision to call into work. It would give me a day to recover. Because I skipped the day, I will have to make it up on Wednesday or Thursday.  Wednesday, I was still not ready to go back, so that leaves Thursday, which means I miss my son's football game, again.  Football has always been our thing, and, what do you know, more guilt.  He is sweet, tells me it is totally okay.  He seems to know I need to rest, need a break.  Which brings me to today, Wednesday, I finally feel like I can go to work tomorrow.  I still am quite sore.  I am down to one pain pill, which I will break in half.  I have an appointment with the pain management doctor next week, I should be able to hold out, unless I have a bad episode, but I can always go see my family doctor for meds in the interim.

In the process of all this craziness, I have not wrote, but I have talked frequently to my husband, thanks to my new phone number and cap on fees. I think I said the words, "I'm so tired." so often this week, my poor husband was so worried about me.  I'm not going to lie, I was wrecked after all the work.  But after a couple of days rest, I got back to work today 10/09 and had a good day, busy, but normal busy.  I missed my son's game, that is always a bummer, but his dad was there rooting him on, and he got to see a lot of his old pee-wee football friends at the other high school.

It is nice to reflect back, I felt so wrecked, tired, and ready to curl up in a ball and give up, after the Monday from hell.  Nice that after a couple of days rest, some encouraging words from a coworker, and a bunch of short calls from my husband helped to sooth away the exhaustion.  And that was all it was, complete exhaustion.  This weekend my son will be with his dad, I will work and will enjoy being lazy, watching movies and eating whatever deliciousness I throw into the crockpot.  I might decide to just eat cookies and milk, its nice to be an adult.  I have to still write the hubby and post his funny post...very funny, I love and miss him so much.


Tuesday, October 7, 2014

Heavy heart. by Lesa

9/30/2014

When I left visitation last night my heart was heavy, I cried and prayed on the way home.  I want my husband to know peace where he is, no matter what.  He feels hopeless. He never, hardly ever cries, and not only was he crying, but had been fighting tears all day.  He feel lonely, abandoned.  An agreement was reached 4 weeks ago tomorrow.  Everyone else who was sent to SAFP or sent back to SAFP signed their papers the same day.  No word from his attorney, who finally, after I asked again last week, said he tried twice to call, no word from the probation officer, Wesley finally wrote her a letter, very politely and gently inquiring about what was going on, of course, no word from the judge.  He knows I love him, but the having no end in sight, even after a court date, that he missed because the guards at the jail took him to the wrong place, good thing his attorney was there, no end in sight is the worst you can do to an inmate. The not knowing, thinking you are sitting there until somebody looks down at your file and remember, oh, yeah, that guy.

My daughter Jessica and I sent Wes some books, help to pass the time.  One of us, I think me, sent him a depressing book about a woman who's father dies before they can make peace between them.  Wesley got news this week, that is father is dying.  He has been dying for a long time, but several things make this different.  His weakened voice and stating his blood pressure being 80's/50's is not good.  Also, he called Wesley's sister to tell her he was sorry for all the trouble he cause them, he has never, ever called and said he was sorry.  It has stirred more emotions for  him.  He is dealing with them alone.  He has never said he was lonely before.

I just got off the phone with Wes, he seemed in better spirits.  He is convinced that judge Mayes is working behind the scenes to get him a reasonable sentence with Harris County so that he can go to SAFP and get on with his rehab.  We will see what the week brings.

Counseling in jail. by Wesley

9/29/2014

I have to confess that after enjoying these generous accommodations for two months I have reached one staggering conclusion:  If I hear the word "nigga" again I will die.

That may sound like a hyperbole, but it is not. I have a standard issue human brain and there is limited storage space for words that begin with "N-I-" It is close to full after two months.

I read a book that described someone's lack of generosity as "niggardly" and my headache intensified.  The Game of Thrones series has so many references to the "night's watch" that my left ear is hemorrhaging.  I need a bread.  That word should be the new "N" word- never to be spoken.

These symptoms may be a mirage and I may just kill myself.  I have bought ear plugs.  I put them in, covered my ears, and buried my head under a blanket.  It's still there.  I can't escape.  Constantly peppering people's language.

Speaking of religion, I'm sure you're familiar with the expression "There are no atheists in fox holes."  That should be extended to jails.  Present company excluded, the most vile actor's become devout once they find themselves in the human zoo.

Yesterday, I heard the following statement, "If I beat a murder case.......that's God."  There is so much that is just wrong about this statement that I'm left without much to say.

It shouldn't be surprising that people find religion in jail.  I met Jesus' last week!  In fact, I have met three guys named Jesus' in the last 2 months.  I discussed my new "N" word overload with Jesus' and he agreed.  I think he agreed, but he doesn't speak English and my college Spanish is fading, much to my shame.

I also heard a discussion about a popular class people take in here.  At least 9 of the 24 people in here trudge off twice weekly to hear the wisdom of a Montgomery County paid counselor.

Sunday, my neighbor was sharing the wisdom he learned.  Addiction he said, was likely caused by unresolved demonic possession of one of your ancestors.  I added the "unresolved" and "ancestors" (he said, "grandad." I didn't think it was intended to be limited to that degree of consanguinity).

I had to remove my ear plugs and ensure that I'd heard what I thought I'd heard.  I was not mistaken.

On a totally unrelated note, a guy in here has been heard telling people he has Tourette's syndrome just so that he can talk dirty to himself in the shower.  He fears being judged harshly.  Okay, that last one is just me, trying to be funny.


Finally beating Global Tel Link!!!!

I can not tell you how good it felt to get some good news today.  After complaining to the BBB about billing issues, it took 5 weeks to get a written response from the company.  It included the representatives phone number. I called her and during the conversation she mentioned to look up a ruling by the FCC regulating inmate phone calls.  I took her advice and here is I have learned.

1. There is a cap on what they are allowed to charge for inmate calls now.  $.21/ minute for out of state prepaid calls, $.25/minute for collect calls.  NO FIRST MINUTE SURCHARGE.  That means you can talk for a couple of minutes, throughout the day. Now, I am waiting for my summary of charges to check on the facts of shorter calls, fees, etc.  The max for an out of state call is $3.15 for 15 minutes, service fees/taxes is $1.38 total is $4.53.  Texas has not "caught up" and complied with the law, but if you have an out of state number they have to follow the federal rules.  Get a google account, get a FREE out of state Google number, and you have finally put a limit on their fees.  Here is the link to the FCC regulations. Call if Global Tel Link is not complying.  I have made shorter calls, but when I called to get fees, they told me all my calls were 15 minutes, so I think they may be charging me a minimum 15 minutes.  I am keeping a log now of all my calls, all my calls to their customer service, the most inept people on the earth.

http://www.fcc.gov/guides/inmate-telephone-service

2. They also told me that if you have a local number 936-756  or whatever the first three digits of the jails phone is, which is 936-760 then you will only pay a flat rate of $4.10, plus their taxes/fees for a 30 minute call.  Now this is flat rate, no matter how long the call is, up to 30 minutes.

I am getting two numbers, one local, and one out of state, to take advantage of both.  Still not sure if they are charging me the minimum of 15 minutes, but no where on the site, or on the pre-call recording does it say that.  I have just sent another letter to the BBB.  I have received 2 replies, which were helpful, I got the out of state information from them, but still not giving me access to my account activity, so I can monitor my time and money used, you have to call and ask for it to be mailed to you.  And it does not say the actual local numbers that will get the flat rate.  I have a Google number with a 936-666 exchange I will try next payday, see if I can shave a couple dollars off the 30 minute charge.  Pass the word!  Once the account is set up, you can forward calls to your cell phone or home phone. Google search for information if you are not sure how to do it. I will try to post details of how to sign up for Google phone number later, or you can leave a comment or send a private message.

The out of state thing should work with regard to any facility you are over paying, but the local thing will have to be a local number of where your facility is located.

Enjoy a few more calls, or a little more money in your pocket.