You have the right to remain silent........

"Can I see your ID mam" Me digging into my wallet to retrieve me ID and pulled out my debit card. " I don't need your debit card, I need your ID" I was visibly shaking at this point.. So I finally managed to get my ID and I ask....What is the problem officer. (Like I didn't know) "There seems to be a problem with the prescription you are picking up. Can you pull around to the back of the buildings at, and get out of your car. I can't get out of my car, I am not dressed! I have my tank top, PJ's and bedroom shoes on. Can't we just take care of this here? Me still oblivious to what is happening. Well, as he escorts me into the store he says to me...If there is something you need to tell me you better tell me now. Sir, I don't know what you are talking about..Crap, I am in sooo much trouble. As we approach the pharmacy counter the pharmacist comes to the window with the prescription in hand. " Here is the prescription and here is the tape with her voice on it" Oh my...I am really busted!! The officer was nice enough not to handcuff me in the store. But when we reached the back of the store the handcuffs were on... I said why are you handcuffing me? Because you are under arrest! What? Why? Still oblivious to the situation. I said to him, Will you please call me husband and let him know? So he was nice enough to do that. My husband was livid..He was in disbelief. So all the way to the court house I was trying to come up with my story.
When my husband arrived saw me in handcuffs in my pajamas and bedroom shoes he was sooo mad, so hurt and so disappointed. All he could think of to do was call our Pastor Mike. DON'T call him. Why did you call him? I was so embarrassed and ashamed of myself. Anyway my husband and I had a chance to talk and he told me" You better tell them the truth or you will go to jail" The officers had been talking to him the whole time. So I did make the decision to be honest and cooperative with them and they let me go home with my husband with an unsecured bond!
I ate crow for a couple weeks and promised to never do anything so stupid ever again. But the underlying truth was that I was still an addict and I needed help.
March 28, 2013 at 6am we heard a.....POW...POW...POW at the front door....