Mamas, Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys:
As if it wasn't bad enough that last week, my little brother, on his first night solo as a police officer, was involved in a high speed chase that ended in a shoot-out
in which my brother was being SHOT AT by a shotgun and which ended up with a dead man, we've now had yet another incident.
Last night he had a DUI case in which the suspect ran his car into a building. My brother (my LITTLE brother, who obviously nobody should fuck with, or his big pregnant sister will come KICK THEIR ASS) was trying to get the suspect over to him, but the suspect kept walking away. Back-up came in the form of a K-9 unit, and together my brother and the other officer were trying to get the suspect to them. He continued trying to flee the scene and my brother and the other officer went to tackle him down. The suspect attacked the other officer, knocking him to the ground and setting off his alarm, which opens the door to his car and out comes the K-9 dog. The dog didn't know who it was supposed to attack, and it attacked my brother, grabbing his arm and dragging him a few feet. He then came back and started attacking his hand. My brother got up, bleeding, and continued trying to get the suspect down- the suspect who was now bleeding. The suspect who now claims he has AIDS.
My brother was taken to the ER, treated for the dogbite wounds (which are pretty serious), and also put on an anti-HIV drug, until they get the test results back for the suspect (tomorrow). Anti-HIV drugs are extremely strong and make you really sick, so being on them for 30 days is like having a round of chemo. You are totally debilitated. I know, I know, at least they have the drugs, but STILL! When my brother got a job with Santa Monica PD, and not Compton, or LAPD, or Inglewood, we were all so happy. I joked that he would be arresting Winona Ryder for shoplifting, and doing police escorts for visiting dignitaries. Things have obviously NOT worked out as planned, and I'm starting to get pissed.
In other news:
I had my first baby shower! And it was fun! Who knew that the total anti-wedding girl would love baby showers? It was so fun!
We are 99% sure we found a place in San Francisco! What we've had to compromise is bedroom size- they are teeny! You would laugh! But there are two! And two bathrooms! And a dishwasher! And washer/ dryer hook-ups! And no stairs!
I shared a bed on Saturday night with one of my best friends, who I have known, literally, my entire life. She is also pregnant! A prize to the person who can guess how many times during the night we were up to pee! But then, at 7:00, I woke up with a leg cramp like nothing I have ever had before. I was screaming bloody murder. That was two days ago! And it still hurts like a mofo!
I am now so swollen that I had to take my wedding rings off! I am wearing them around my neck!