I don't even know where nor how to start this post. Well, I think I'll just blurt it out as it is in my head now. If needed to be, we'll just edit and rearrange.
A year ago almost to the day (Nov 5, 2012) I lost a co-worker that I had just hired about two months prior. Althought it was not until two days later, on November the 7 that I found out that Rachel had suffered a heart attack in the middle of the night while sleeping.
A few minutes ago, Sandy called me to tell me the reason she didn't go to work yesterday and today.
Her husband had a nervous breakdown (I imagine this happened sometime late thursday or early friday. She had texted me Friday morning to tell me that she would not be able to make it to work.
Now she tells me that Albert, her husband just sort of snapped and started screaming and yelling at her for no reason, he told her calmly first, that he had just quit his job at the Printing Office and he wanted her to call me to do the same and he was going to tell their son Jeffrey (he works at the Walmart on Jones-Maltsberger) to quit as well because, he (Albert) was going to die and he wasn't going away alone. Next, she says, he began to ramble about not being human but rather an extraterrestrial alien. She tells me that when she tried to reason with him and look him in the eyes, he didn't look like the Albert she knew, he looked weird and scary. When he started to scream that they all were going to die together real loud she locked herself in the bathroom and called 911, the operator could hear Albert screaming behind the door and told Sandy to stay away from the door in case he would try to knock it down. At one point Sandy told the operator that when she heard her husband walking away towards the kitchen, she was going to get out of the bathroom and get out of the house, but the operator told her to wait for the police to get there and she was tracking the squad cars at the same time, and she would tell her when to run to the front door and run towards the police. And sure enough in about three minutes the police was in front of the house, she ran out and the officers asked for her permission to get inside and take Albert, she agreed and they were able to subdue him and handcuffed him until EMS got ther. She said that EMS technicians told her that they were going to take him in for a psiaquiatric evaluation.
She was told at the hospital that they are going to transfered him to a Nix Psiquiatric ward and a Doctor there told her that some patients never recover from episodes that are triggered or induced as a result of taking a number of medications. He inject insulin everyday, he has T1D like my baby, but he also takes medication for depression and anxiety attacks since his father passed away a little less than a year ago. I've met Albert. He goes to the Vision Center to meet with Sandy sometimes, I even remember meeting his Dad before he passed away last year. His old man was squizophrenic.
I just don't know how to take all this in. Is it an omen or simply coincidence?
A year ago almost to the day (Nov 5, 2012) I lost a co-worker that I had just hired about two months prior. Althought it was not until two days later, on November the 7 that I found out that Rachel had suffered a heart attack in the middle of the night while sleeping.
A few minutes ago, Sandy called me to tell me the reason she didn't go to work yesterday and today.
Her husband had a nervous breakdown (I imagine this happened sometime late thursday or early friday. She had texted me Friday morning to tell me that she would not be able to make it to work.
Now she tells me that Albert, her husband just sort of snapped and started screaming and yelling at her for no reason, he told her calmly first, that he had just quit his job at the Printing Office and he wanted her to call me to do the same and he was going to tell their son Jeffrey (he works at the Walmart on Jones-Maltsberger) to quit as well because, he (Albert) was going to die and he wasn't going away alone. Next, she says, he began to ramble about not being human but rather an extraterrestrial alien. She tells me that when she tried to reason with him and look him in the eyes, he didn't look like the Albert she knew, he looked weird and scary. When he started to scream that they all were going to die together real loud she locked herself in the bathroom and called 911, the operator could hear Albert screaming behind the door and told Sandy to stay away from the door in case he would try to knock it down. At one point Sandy told the operator that when she heard her husband walking away towards the kitchen, she was going to get out of the bathroom and get out of the house, but the operator told her to wait for the police to get there and she was tracking the squad cars at the same time, and she would tell her when to run to the front door and run towards the police. And sure enough in about three minutes the police was in front of the house, she ran out and the officers asked for her permission to get inside and take Albert, she agreed and they were able to subdue him and handcuffed him until EMS got ther. She said that EMS technicians told her that they were going to take him in for a psiaquiatric evaluation.
She was told at the hospital that they are going to transfered him to a Nix Psiquiatric ward and a Doctor there told her that some patients never recover from episodes that are triggered or induced as a result of taking a number of medications. He inject insulin everyday, he has T1D like my baby, but he also takes medication for depression and anxiety attacks since his father passed away a little less than a year ago. I've met Albert. He goes to the Vision Center to meet with Sandy sometimes, I even remember meeting his Dad before he passed away last year. His old man was squizophrenic.
I just don't know how to take all this in. Is it an omen or simply coincidence?
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