So… here’s an update from
yesterday… yeah, I won my case at the court house… so I went to pick up my kid…
I kinda want to talk about it… so bare with me… I dunno how this is going to
go, since I haven’t thought about it yet… usually I go through the entire blog
in my head before typing it out… crazy right… that’s just something I learned
at school… anyways…
The day before, I got a call from
my social worker… he needed to make an report for court… that’s usually his
job… I say usually because that guy doesn’t always do his job… I also think he
got fired… good… he was a stupid and horrible social worker… such an idiot… so
I’m on the phone with him… I explain to him all kinds of stuff… I tell him that
I took the kids to the doctors, I fixed their insurance, and did all kind of
good stuff with them… he told me that the report will say that the kids are
good here at my house and that DCFS should return andre back home with me… so,
that put a kind of positive hope in my head… so okay… I talked to my attorney,
she’s like, yeah we’re gonna try to get your son back to you, the children’s
attorney and I have a plan, it will be a great and easy day for you… ok cool… I
believed her…
So we walk into the court house…
what usually goes on is the judge will ask for everyone’s name and business…
from right to left, the DCFS rep sits on the far side, then it’s the kids
attorney, me, and then my attorney… so the DCFS rep gets to talk first…
usually, it’s an old white man doing this, but I guess it was a sub… it was
some black chick with corn rolls… that made it a lot worse for me… like a dumb
chick is going to know anything about this case… .she starts reading the so
called report that my social worker wrote… OMFG, it was all wrong… said that I
refused to take my kids to their appointments, that I haven’t taken them to any
doctors since January, that I haven’t fixed their insurance, and that I haven’t
been cooperating with DCFS… OH MY FUCKEN GOD!!!... once she shut the fuck up, I
spoke up… out of turn, but man… I wasn’t going to take this quiet… I stood up
and pulled out the kids insurance cards, all of the info from their last 4
doctor visits, their vaccination cards, and a print out that had every single
phone call, visit, and person I have talked to so far since January that has
anything to do with the kids… that shut the stupid black lady up…
Fuck… why is our state this way…?
I told him the day before how everything was… why would it still say all kinds
of dumb shit…? Did my social worker really write that shit…? Man… now he’s not my social worker anymore, I
can’t confront him or anything… shut an asshole… I can’t believe anyone would
lie and put all of that crap on a report that was going to be used in court…
isn’t that amazing…? Stupid ass state we live in… so, then it’s the kid’s
attorney’s turn… he was like… gumbii has been doing everything we asked him to
do… the kids are fine, healthy and have had no further problems or issues
regarding their health or wellbeing… I believe that andre should be returned
with his family to help the entire grieving process speed up… this is the
perfect time he should return home, and stay home… I was like… wuuut…? So
fucken awesome… I never thought anyone would ever say what he said in any of my
hearings… for an entire year, I just heard negative bullshit lies about me
being told to a judge…
My attorney agreed and then the
judge looked at me and then fallowed to agree… man… I finally won… I looked
over to my left at my attorney and smiled… then saw the seat next to her…
that’s where my sister nena would’ve been sitting if she was still alive… so
then I couldn’t help it… I teared up… I couldn’t hear anything anymore… my mind just went a
blank… I’m not sure what was going on in my head… just a bunch of mixed
emotions were fighting it out… I didn’t know what to do… I just stared at the
teddy bear on the judge’s bench… all of our suffering and fighting finally
finished… what me and nena fought for months… we finally won… everything that
the state made us go through… all of the tears they made nena cry… all for
nothing… a huge victory for my family… I wish my nena was alive to see this…
what she’s been wanting all this time…
So I walk out of there… my
attorney tells me what’s going to happen and our next court date… I get on the
phone with my social worker, and he tells me that he’s not my social worker
anymore… I figured he got fired… good… he’s an idiot… so I had to call his
supervisor… I call up that flaming faggot, and he starts talking all kinds of
shit to me over the phone… WTF… I haven’t talked to this guy in over 10 months…
so I let him have it… I told him all kinds of shit… that I’m tired of running
around like an idiot doing what they tell me to do… I’m doing shit my way… I’m
taking them to the doctors I want to take them… I’m making sure that they are
taken care of my way… all they did was retard my case… make me look like the
worst parent on the planet, and cause nothing but tragedy in my family… and I
hung up… when I get home, I get another phone call from him.. this time, he had
a different attitude… I guess he saw and read the court report… he probably
felt like a jack ass… he told me that the foster mother will call me…
So my son is home… I’m all happy
over it… the kids are happy… now I got to focus on his doctor appointments and
getting the van problem situated… I have a plan though… I just hope it works…
wish me luck…
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