And just when things can't get any more complicated, my nephew, Tommy, tried to kill himself by jumping out of a moving car. I have not yet gone to Ft. Worth to see him yet because he's still unconscious. He'll probably survive, but we don't know if or when he'll wake up.
Eventually I will go and I'm sure my mother will be there. I have decided to make it clear that if she doesn't want me to enforce a protective order, don't be at the hospital when I get there. Period. I'm not playing games.