During one of his drunken rampages (It was his birthday) he began to bust up glass all over the house our twins were there& thankfully the neighbors were good friends so I sent them over there. We'll, he had cut his arm badly and started poking me in the chest while slobbering some drunken insult or another & I saw red. I'm the kind of woman even men won't fight the whole being insane & not exactly tiny. I punched him in the face 3 hard jabs heard his jaw Crack, but his eyes went completely blank. His exact words were, "I was just punking you before, now I'm gonna kill you" I grabbed the phone & dialed 911 but didn't hit talk yet (where I come from the police aren't your friends) thinking he would stop. Then he picked up our 40" 1989 TV and was attempting to smash my head in with it. I hit dial and sent for the police. When they arrived I played it off that his wounds warranted an ambulance. The cop asked if he had hit me & of I cut him. I answered no, they cleaned him up & left. One hour later I heard knocking on the door, same cop, asking me to verify my identity & step outside. I asked to change out of my nightgown & was handcuffed & arrested. Seems there was a 4 yr of warrant from another County for a bounced check. Spent 3 days in the holding cell denied my meds and in utter disbelief that irony was so hardcore. Next time I'll take my chances in a fight. That was 5 years ago & is still fresh. We're trying to use our words now & redevelop a healthier way to work out our issues. Nobody wins when using violence