And the beat goes on...

So I get the order of protection granted against my exwife.  Here I am, 6'4 340 pounds getting a restraining order against a woman a foot shorter and 120 pounds lighter than me.  Such is life, I guess thats what happens when one party is passive and the other is aggressive and violent.

They tell me the order is good for 3 weeks then I have to go back to court to renew it, and I can renew it for up to 2 years.  I was thinking...well, perhaps an overnight in the county lockup gave her a new perspective on things.  I mean, if it were me I'd be pissed, sure...but I would also re-examine things and get my act together.  So I began to think perhaps this would be a lesson learned for her and I would just no-show the court date, let it lapse and move on.

So a few nights ago I get an email from my son telling me...hey, I'm listening to my mom on the phone right now and she's got some tricks up her sleeve to get back at you, just wanted to give you a headsup so you could figure out what to do.  Without going into boring details about what she was planning to do, it suddenly occured to me that she hadn't learned a fucking thing out of this.  So I'll be headed to court later this month to extend the EOP.  Basically what it says is that she cannot come near my place of residence or work and is limited to phone and email contact with me only, and so long as its civil.  If she gets aggressive again all I do is call the cops and she goes back to County.

Now in the meantime my back is still jacked.  I went to my doc tonight (had an impromptu appointment scheduled after the assault) and he wants an MRI done now since my left leg is numb and experiencing other signs of nerve irritation, and the right leg - which was the problem to begin with - has gotten worse.  A lot worse.  As I'm typing this it feels like my cat is nuzzling my leg, except she's not.  Thats the nerves in the spine being pinched.

I also have an appointment with a lawyer Wednesday night to help me out with some matters here regarding visitation.  He was referred to me by the Family Advocate people at the courthouse, and happily for me he does charity work for income-challenged people such as me.  So I go see him Wednesday and hopefully we can get some things worked out regarding the makeup weekends my ex has been refusing me and something about the fact that now that she assaulted me and injured me leaving me unable to make the trip to get our son.

I'm also on a new med now.  I'm still taking the Norco to get through the days, and instead of the oxycontin in the mornings and at night I'm taking Lyrica.  Problem is the Lyrica isn't working very well.  Either that or right now things are so bad with the back that nothing will help much...hard to tell either way.  I had to get off the oxycontin though, cause it was fucking me up in a big way.  Retrogirl was good enough to find some info on it that I had missed that said a side effect was extreme mood disorder, which I can tell you now is very true and not very fun to go through.  Plus I felt like I was fighting my way through a fog every time I tried to concentrate.  Anyway, I'm just trying to cope in general with the pain of the back and all the other bullshit.  Not really any different than any of you of course, we all have our problems we have to fight our way through.  I just tend to be more whiney than most.  :D