I honestly don't know what I'd do without you all.  The "interview" with my daughter was done finally.  Only took over a month to get.  The new detective told me he would deliver it the next day to the DA so we could get going.  I called a week later and found out he never took it to the DA's office.  AUGH.  Can you say CRAZY?  These policemen are making me crazy.  i feel like they won't, wouldn't or couldn't do anything unless I'm calling and on top of all this shit.  Then I followed up with the DA and him again to make sure he did it.  Now I'm just waiting.  I will call the Special investigator at the DA's office tomorrow hopefully to get my sick husband's arraignment date.  Geez and to think we're only going on 5 months now?  5  months of hell for us and a nice cushy life for my husband.  Five whole fucking months.  Can you beleive that shit.  I can't write either.  I just can't open that book and look inside.  My life is going comfortably now and I'm actually leaving the house to do other things than just the grocery store and work and church.  I'm actually going to dinner and shopping.  And that's only taken 4 of those 5 months.  Meanwhile the devil and his evil wicked family are having their freedom and pleasant life.  I'm still trying to hold us together and keep going and rebuild.  Will I ever get through this and be sane enough to start dealing with my own shit?  I'm nuts.  I think maybe I'm a little insane.  I was starting to meet men and call myself Jane.  I think that was weird so I stopped because I wondered if that's how multiple personalities started.  I think I've gotten a little crazy though.