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The Aftermath
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The Aftermath Well, Hubby tried all evening to get me to tell him where I left that asshole so he could finish the job, but that's a little too premeditated. Kicking the shit out of someone in self defense is one thing, but going back for more is a no-no. I figured an evening in a hot Jacuzzi tub with an icepack on my face would have me pretty well healed up by today. But, when I woke up, my face was even more swollen, to the point where my left eye was almost closed, and the discoloration was spreading. I called my doctor and, even though he had no problem seeing me today, he told me to go to the hospital as he didn't have an x-ray or lab facilities in his office. Hubby drove me down and stayed with me as the on-call doc examined me. Naturally he wanted to know how it happened, who hit me, if I wanted to report it to the police, etc., etc., etc. I told him I was practicing my karate and my sparring partner hit me too hard. Sorta the truth. I guess. The x-rays came back inconclusive as there was too much swelling, so they sent me up for an MRI/CAT scan thingie - whatever. Back in the exam room for what seemed like forever, and then the doc walked in with two cops, one male and one female. He said I had a hairline fracture in my left cheek, but no depression or damage that would need surgical repair, and I had a mild concussion. Right away, the officers started in on the same line of questioning. Who, what, where, when, how, etc., but this time with the implication that I was the victim of domestic abuse. I let out a laugh, and the female officer asked if I thought domestic abuse and battered women was a joke. I told her in this case, yes, becasue Hubby would never lay a hand on me in anger. He knows better! The male cop asked Hubby to step outside with him, and the female cop stayed with me continuing the third degree, telling me they could protect me if I needed help, yada, yada, yada. I kept telling her it was not like that, and then Dr.Bigmouth mentioned the bruises on my wrists like I had been restrained. Fuck! I'd forgotten about that! Good thing I had jeans on; if they saw the bruises in my thighs, it'd be all over. At least Dr.Bigmouth did say that the bruises were new, and there were no signs of any old or repeated bruising. Thanks a bunch! As she questioned me, I started to remember things about yesterday - things I couldn't tell her. Like when he had me pinned down he kept talking to me. I blocked most of it out, but I remember him saying things like "You'd better like this, bitch, because it's the last cock you'll ever have." And "Don't fight me, cunt, or this is going to be a very long weekend for you." All things that gave me the impression that he didn't intend on letting me go any time soon - at least not alive! When he said that about the "long weekend", my mind flashed back to when we checked in. I should have snapped to it when he was paying $125 for a $49.95 room. When he said his was the "last cock you'll ever have" I took that as meaning he had no intention of leaving me able to get another one. FUCK! I should have hit him harder! After about a half hour, she gave up, handed me four business cards: hers, an attorney whose card said she specialized in domestic abuse cases, a battered women's shelter, and a counselling hotline - and left. Five minutes later, Hubby reappeared, saying he'd gotten the same grilling, and was even put in handcuffs for a while!It's a good thing he could prove he was out golfing all day or they might have locked him up. He didn't get any business cards. Sexual discrimination! Maybe I should have told them I left my attacker bleeding, shattered, and near-dead on his hotel room floor, but that would have opened up a whole new can of worms. Then I would have been on trial! Anyway, I scored some scripts for anti-inflammatory meds, pain killers, sleeping pills, some creams and a "morning-after" pill - assuming I'd been and might have gotten pregnant, and strict orders to see my own doctor in a week (or less if the swelling doesn't go down or gets worse). So, I guess I'm out of action again for a while - unless someone wants to fuck the Elephant Man (girl). LOL! Well, Hubby's always available, and Peter read my blog and called to see if I needed any TLC. I can't tell my family because they don't know about my "other life", but I did call Sarah, and she's coming over tomorrow to spend some time with me. Other than you guys (and girls) I don't have many people I can tell all this to. I'm glad you're all here! The doc did say I was in good health so I should heal quickly, but I'm still going to look like shit for a time. As the punchline from the old joke goes, "Yeah, but you shoulda seen the other guy!" Join my 4F Club: Find 'em, Fellate 'em, Fuck 'em, FORGET 'EM! |
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6/23/2008 4:50 pm |
I read the other blog first <<< Now I just finished this one... This really makes me mad and to think that fuckhead thinks he got away with it.. hire a private eye and get revenge thru the back door!!
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If he was saying that stuff to you, you are very lucky to be alive and writing. You know, he will do it again
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6/23/2008 9:33 am |
I read your other post and then this one. I was going to comment on that one then this, but I can leave it all on this one. First and most important, I am so glad you are ok. I was reading the other post and was sick in my stomach. Second, I have to say that I love to read your blog. However, what happen to you was always my fear for you. I am so thankful that you knew how to defend yourself and that you had your wits about you enough that you could do that. My fear now is that what he will do or done to other women. I TOTALLY understand the reasons you told the story you did. I would have too. It is just scary. Milf, I too was ...if you ever need to talk, I will listen. Again, I am so happy that you will mend...becareful Sweetie.
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6/23/2008 8:33 am |
Glad you are ok and like everyone glad you can defend yourself and Kicked his ass!! You are an amazing lady!!!Sexy, can kick ass as needed, and smart!!I am sure it was tempting to let hubby go back and finish him off, but thinking. Kept your head under that duress. I admire you. You and hubby are a great combo!! You may have a new career though. Teach other ladies to kick a jerks ass. Play hard, play safe and play often!!!{=}
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I would love to find this cock sucker. He deserves more of a beating than he got. I am sorry you had to go thru this. Just know not all people are like this prick.
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I agree - thankfully you know how to look after yourself. My natural inclination is to let it go, but my concern is that this guy is a repeat offender, and once he gets healed, he will go out and do it again, and this time the girl wont know how to look after herself. I wish there was some way to involve the police without this turning into an investigation of your ... "lifestyle". Is there a "dob in a sexual predator" web site? Take care, and get well. Chris
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We are all glad that you are okay darling....... ~Lylli~
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6/22/2008 8:57 pm |
Holy shit!! glad your ok...!!
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I hope you get well soon. That jerk had it coming to him! When I read the previous post, it got my blood boiling and I felt like I wanted to kick the shit out of him. I'm glad you were able to do it and mess him up good. Feel better soon! It safe to say that there are a lot of us that follow your blog and our well wishes are with you!
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