Yes, thanks, **Cardigan **- I’d like to know, too.
She’s now working as a spokesperson for the Ginsu company.
too soon?
Regards,
Shodan
Nah, we’re not all crazy. I mean, I am, but not all of us are!
(This should go without saying, but I am not “stab you in the fucking chest” crazy.)
Glad you’re back on the horse.
Yea, I don’t like being lumped in with all the average crazies. I have my own unique brand of cray-cray. And I don’t like to share.
O.P. did you meet up again with your attacker?
Well, you could always saddle up with ewe.
UPDATE
It’s been six years since the incident and I recieved some information from her daughter about a year ago.
She spent 6 months in the Oakland county jail and another two years years at the Michigan Reformatory for Women in Ypsilanti. The county jail was brutal compared to prison because basically you are just caged up and fed. In prison she was a model prisoner and spent most of her time working out, going to group classes on alcoholism and anger management and such. Since she was forced into sobriety and didn’t have regular access to cigarettes she came out quite strong and healthy. She showed me a picture of her and she looks pretty damn buff, I’m not sure I could take her in a second go round. :eek:
Her probation ended two years ago and the restraining order against her contacting me expired at that time. She is now living in a home owned by one of her well to do friend in St Claire Shores which is about 50 away minutes from me, so not really close by. She has made no attempt to contact me and I am fairly certain that her daughter did not mention contacting with me.
As this was one of the biggest crimes to happen in my small community in recent memory my local police are still keeping an eye out on my home. I know because they briefly stopped a friend of mine that looks a bit like the one who stabbed me as she was leaving my home late one evening. I’m have mixed feelings about that but what can you do, cops are people too and that girl left quite an impression on them.
Wow, thanks for checking in!
If you don’t mind nosy questions, how are you doing? Any long-term physical or emotional side-effects?
I’m completely healed and go too bed every night past the hallway where she stabbed me, don’t really think of it that much unless people bring it up. I do take Xanax to help me sleep but it’s not really related to the incident as I’ve always had trouble getting my mind to shut down at bedtime. I recently took an early retirement offer from my work and have been doing Lyft and Uber to keep from getting too bored, I pick up lots of people in inner city Detroit during the daylight hours and have no fear of being attacked so I guess I’m over it. I expect to be going back to a full time regular office type job soon.
Thanks for the update, SA. Glad things seem to have worked out for the best.
An interesting thread. Si Amigo, glad it worked out as well as one could expect, I guess…
I know that you already aware of this but your were damn lucky. The victim in my last murder case (two weeks before retirement - “Ground ball”, they said. It wasn’t.) got stabbed once in the heart while trying to defuse a situation in which he he had absolutely no involvement. Just trying to be a peacemaker. His last words were, “I think I’ve been stabbed.” He collapsed and lost consciousness almost immediately. Knives scare me more than guns.
Did you ever get your swimming mojo back?
Not really, but mostly because I don’t have access to a pool anymore. I can still backstroke and tread water so I’m able to save myself in most situations. Having my head underwater is bothersome but I think if I had access to a pool I could get back into form. BTW, I only learned how to swim two years before the attack, so I wasn’t that good of a swimmer in the first place.
Holy crap, Si Amigo, what a wild and crazy thing!!! Glad you’re doing okay, or it sounds like at least you are well enough.
A question, a question… okay, here goes. In all of this, what have you learned about your experiences?
I am more afraid of being stabbed than shot. I know that a bullet usually does more harm but there’s something about a knife that is much more visceral and personal. The thought of it in one’s innards…eeeee.
My then-22 year old son was stabbed in the leg by his physically and mentally abusive GF, he was trying to leave the apartment over two years ago, the ER doctor said he was very lucky as it missed the femoral artery by a few inches…she had isolated him from his friends and family, he was talking on the phone to one of his friends when it happened as he was looking for a place to stay…he was also fortunate there were two nurses living in some of the other nearby apartments and were able to administer aid quickly…like Si Amigo’s situation, significant alcohol was involved…she is bipolar as well and hated taking the meds, which explained a lot of the abuse and anger…
In his case, he didn’t want to press charges as long as she agreed to an extended stay in a local mental hospital, her parents are well-to-do, they immediately paid for the apartment, the bills, they really liked my son and he liked them…they also knew she needed help…the ADA in my son’s case and the victim advocate really wanted more, but she was a recent college grad, had not even a speeding ticket, and bona fide mental health issues, so they were OK with a straining order and a stay at a mental hospital…
We were not part of the process at all, and in fact, she had so isolated him from us that he was ashamed to tell us, we had pleaded with him in the past to leave her and she actually used that as ammo against us, “They don’t love you, they’re horrible, they are trying to tear us apart”, he’s since told us the things she’d say…it wasn’t until one of his best friends called us and said, “Good news, he’s back, and even better news, he’s going to recover fine!”, we were like, “WHAT???” That was three weeks after the incident…
He really didn’t want to press charges, he just wanted her the hell out of his life and for her to get help…I get it, he’s a great guy, he doesn’t have a malicious bone in his body (which made him a perfect target for her abuse), but Mrs. BLTC and I are torn, we’re thrilled he’s fine, that he’s put it behind him, and she’s out of his life (although a previous poster’s account of an ex-wife waiting in the house for the husband with a shotgun gave me the chills), but we think a little bit of jail time beyond the 10 or 12 hours she spent waiting for her arraignment and bond hearing would have done her some good…I don’t know, and as I said, we learned all about that later…
Some time later, I was talking to some of his friends, these are guys he’s known his whole life, some are extremely close family friends, we lamented how we should have done more, hindsight is 20/20, one of them shook his head, and laughed, said the universal first impressions of his buddies were immediately, “OMG, she’s hot”, followed 15 minutes later by, “OMG, she’s f’king CRAZY”, but no one believed she would go that far…
Now, almost two and a half years later, he’s doing great, he did go to counseling not so much for the attack but to understand how he allowed himself to be abused, I know it’s not common nor really discussed in society, but guys can be abused as well…he’s finishing up his undergrad (that was another part of the isolation she did to him, convinced him to quit school as she needed the ‘moral’ support and they needed the money to survive), he’s got a great GF whom we love, she’s got an MS in psych and we tease her that’s exactly what he needed…
To the OP, thank you for sharing your story, I’m glad it got bumped and we got some resolution to your story, we are an inquisitive bunch, but I have to admit that, as I write this at 12:29 am local time, my heart is racing a bit as I’m recounting my son’s experience, I still get the chills thinking about how we almost lost him…I know I need to go to bed soon and I hope I’ll be able to fall asleep…sorry if I derailed your thread, and thank you again for sharing…fascinating…
Sorry, “restraining” order, not “straining”, the perils of writing a long post with minimal editing…
Cutting the femoral artery is almost a death sentence — it doesn’t take long to bleed out. Your son is very fortunate, chemistry! As I’m confident you know…
Sorry, hijacking Si Amigo’s thread again, yes, I know, it was so lucky it didn’t hit, he was trying to walk past her in the hallway to get to the door, he had a backpack on one shoulder, was talking to his friend Vince on the phone trying to get out, he didn’t even know that she had a knife in her hand as her hands were at her side, she tried blocking him and he tried to shoulder past…he said he felt something jab into his leg, she pulled the knife out, dropped it and ran into the bedroom, he looked down and realized he was bleeding like crazy, got down the first flight of stairs, was screaming into the phone, Vince told someone else to call 911, he got down to the second floor and other residents came out as he was yelling, “I’ve been stabbed”, fortunately, two were Albany Med nurses, again, just chilling when he told us the details, and we had no idea at the time…we’ve all reconciled this event, we have him back, it’s over and done, but I just couldn’t imagine what could have happened and, for my own well being, can’t think about that…
That life isn’t guaranteed and that deserves has nothing to do with what happens in your life. Enjoy each day as it may be your last one but don’t use that as an excuse to party your ass off all the time. Plan for a better future but be satisfied with yourself if it doesn’t happen to pan out the way you thought it would.