Pritzieee
03-10-2006, 01:30 PM
Hi, I'm new, and I'm here because 3 of my kids have addiction problems. One of my sons in particular was arrested in October 2005 on a "tip" from a private correspondance with my doctor. That is a long story. The police came to my home, where he lived, and accused me of being suicidal. I met them at the door of my home as I did not know what they wanted. I was standing inside my doorway at the back hallway, and I was not violent, upset, bloody, a mess, I didn't look like I had attempted suicide, I was rational etc. I spoke with them briefly and they insisted they wanted to "come in" to talk to me. I declined since there was nothing wrong! They then drug me through my doorway and slammed me against the outside brick wall of my home and handcuffed me for 4 1/2 hours while they then came into my home and searched it without a warrant. I continued to tell them they did not have my permission to enter my home without a warrant and they ignored me while one officer stood over my chair and kept me outside my home.
My daughter in law lives next door to me with one of my sons, and watched the whole thing through a bedroom window which is approx. 30 feet from my back door where this was happening. She immediately came over because my 2 year old granddaughter was in my house, and I was outside handcuffed. The officers made a full sweep in all directions of my home, and located my son and his girlfriend asleep in their bedroom with the door closed. They entered his room and forced them to get up, at which time, a film canister for 35mm film fell out of his gf's pocket. The officer walked into the bedroom, stepped on the canister to break the can and the lid fell off and crack fell out of the canister. At this point they put my son under arrest. He tried to hand his girlfriend the money in his pocket before they handcuffed him, which the police took and established "grounds" for drug trafficking due to the amount of money. We have since proved irrefutably that it was some of the money he had gotten from a large w/c settlement from 3 weeks prior to this event.
My daughter in law was inside the house throughout the entire process and wittnessed everything including this. They kept me handcuffed till the coroner arrived to have me taken away to be evaluated that I was suicidal. Never was I under arrest, nor was I (ya I know this is a joke now a days) read any rights. When I got to the hospital, I was discharge 15 minutes later by the attending physician, that I was not acting inappropriately considering the circumstances that I was in the middle of! Nor was I suicidal in her opinion.
I returned home, and they were still tearing my house apart although my son and his g/f had already been taken to jail. I was not allowed in my home. 6 hours after this started they finally obtained a warrant to search my home. At this time 2 narcotics detectives showed up and came out of my home with a box filled with "stuff" they seized. No I did not get a list of items taken from my home, although the law states that I'm supposed to get that. I was also not allowed in my home during this time frame, and my granddaughter and I sat outside, but this time not handcuffed.
They got very angry with me when I called my lawyer (for something totally different, regarding my disability and subsequent sickness. She is my med malpractice attorney) and started to threaten to take me to jail, if I didn't tell them that they "had" permission to enter my home! I still would not give in, at which point they told me they could take my homes (3 of them) since they are all conjoined to 1 piece of property in the raid since this was found in my home. I still didn't give in. However, now they have everything I own on a certified bond anyway so it's almost the same as having it all in this corrupt state. I did finally bond my son out after almost a month, hoping that his time in the parish jail would help him dry out, as I don't refute that he is an addict, just that he never sold drugs, and certainly didn't make them or anything. He was and is an addict!
I think some or maybe many since I really don't know people, will think Good! he got what he deserved. And if they had gotten my son making a drug buy, or walking around the streets with it, or smoking it or something then I would say yes he did it, he got what he deserved. But the way they did this is just wrong! I can think of at least 3 of my constitutional rights which were trampled on just for myself that day by what they did. If they got a tip, they should have gotten a warrant, then if they wanted to kick my doors down to get to him, they would have had that paper in their hand giving them that right. I just don't know where to turn. He went to court about a month ago. The cops didn't even bother to show up. It was postponed to May 1,2006. If "my" son had just "not" bothered to show up, they would have taken my home and property, and put a bench warrant out for him. Why is this so one sided? Meanwhile, they can what? just postpone until I die or he screws up again where they can just keep everything.. and say I told you so?
Ok.. 16 days ago, I was sitting here crying. I feel so hopeless in this whole drug thing. I am no longer the person who speaks and they listen like when they were kids. now the drug speaks and they listen, and I'm nobody. But I was sitting here crying, and my son came in and was put off by me crying "again" Well he happened to read over my shoulder and what I was reading was another mother who just had lost her 30 year old daughter to crack, she died, it was a bad batch and she did too much of it. Yes as a mom, I see myself as that mother some day. A couple hours later he came to me, now this time he was crying. And he asked me to please help him. I couldn't do it for him, and he called the detox place after I found the numbers, and he was put on the list, and he stayed right here with me in my home, I kept him fed, in his room watching movies non stop, just anything to take him mind off the crack. The call came and he went to detox, he's been there now 11 days. He could have and still can walk out every single minute of every day, and CHOOSES not to. I saw him this past tuesday. I wrecked the visit cuz I couldn't stop crying. I saw the child that I raised, the man that he had become, the honorable soldgier, the father, the husband, the oldest child, the singer, the comedian, I saw the sparkle in his eye that has been gone so long, that I almost didn't recognize him. he'd gained 20 pounds in the 9 days he had been there at that time. Does that tell you how far gone he was? when he went in?
I'm looking for answers? How do I fight this corrupt state? Louisiana, this system? this parish that makes up the rules and changes them daily? How do I fight them taking my home, my protected right away from me? and then hanging him with my inability to stop them? I don't know. I'm sorry such a long read. I just wanted ya'll to be able to understand what is happening here. Thanks, pritzieee
My daughter in law lives next door to me with one of my sons, and watched the whole thing through a bedroom window which is approx. 30 feet from my back door where this was happening. She immediately came over because my 2 year old granddaughter was in my house, and I was outside handcuffed. The officers made a full sweep in all directions of my home, and located my son and his girlfriend asleep in their bedroom with the door closed. They entered his room and forced them to get up, at which time, a film canister for 35mm film fell out of his gf's pocket. The officer walked into the bedroom, stepped on the canister to break the can and the lid fell off and crack fell out of the canister. At this point they put my son under arrest. He tried to hand his girlfriend the money in his pocket before they handcuffed him, which the police took and established "grounds" for drug trafficking due to the amount of money. We have since proved irrefutably that it was some of the money he had gotten from a large w/c settlement from 3 weeks prior to this event.
My daughter in law was inside the house throughout the entire process and wittnessed everything including this. They kept me handcuffed till the coroner arrived to have me taken away to be evaluated that I was suicidal. Never was I under arrest, nor was I (ya I know this is a joke now a days) read any rights. When I got to the hospital, I was discharge 15 minutes later by the attending physician, that I was not acting inappropriately considering the circumstances that I was in the middle of! Nor was I suicidal in her opinion.
I returned home, and they were still tearing my house apart although my son and his g/f had already been taken to jail. I was not allowed in my home. 6 hours after this started they finally obtained a warrant to search my home. At this time 2 narcotics detectives showed up and came out of my home with a box filled with "stuff" they seized. No I did not get a list of items taken from my home, although the law states that I'm supposed to get that. I was also not allowed in my home during this time frame, and my granddaughter and I sat outside, but this time not handcuffed.
They got very angry with me when I called my lawyer (for something totally different, regarding my disability and subsequent sickness. She is my med malpractice attorney) and started to threaten to take me to jail, if I didn't tell them that they "had" permission to enter my home! I still would not give in, at which point they told me they could take my homes (3 of them) since they are all conjoined to 1 piece of property in the raid since this was found in my home. I still didn't give in. However, now they have everything I own on a certified bond anyway so it's almost the same as having it all in this corrupt state. I did finally bond my son out after almost a month, hoping that his time in the parish jail would help him dry out, as I don't refute that he is an addict, just that he never sold drugs, and certainly didn't make them or anything. He was and is an addict!
I think some or maybe many since I really don't know people, will think Good! he got what he deserved. And if they had gotten my son making a drug buy, or walking around the streets with it, or smoking it or something then I would say yes he did it, he got what he deserved. But the way they did this is just wrong! I can think of at least 3 of my constitutional rights which were trampled on just for myself that day by what they did. If they got a tip, they should have gotten a warrant, then if they wanted to kick my doors down to get to him, they would have had that paper in their hand giving them that right. I just don't know where to turn. He went to court about a month ago. The cops didn't even bother to show up. It was postponed to May 1,2006. If "my" son had just "not" bothered to show up, they would have taken my home and property, and put a bench warrant out for him. Why is this so one sided? Meanwhile, they can what? just postpone until I die or he screws up again where they can just keep everything.. and say I told you so?
Ok.. 16 days ago, I was sitting here crying. I feel so hopeless in this whole drug thing. I am no longer the person who speaks and they listen like when they were kids. now the drug speaks and they listen, and I'm nobody. But I was sitting here crying, and my son came in and was put off by me crying "again" Well he happened to read over my shoulder and what I was reading was another mother who just had lost her 30 year old daughter to crack, she died, it was a bad batch and she did too much of it. Yes as a mom, I see myself as that mother some day. A couple hours later he came to me, now this time he was crying. And he asked me to please help him. I couldn't do it for him, and he called the detox place after I found the numbers, and he was put on the list, and he stayed right here with me in my home, I kept him fed, in his room watching movies non stop, just anything to take him mind off the crack. The call came and he went to detox, he's been there now 11 days. He could have and still can walk out every single minute of every day, and CHOOSES not to. I saw him this past tuesday. I wrecked the visit cuz I couldn't stop crying. I saw the child that I raised, the man that he had become, the honorable soldgier, the father, the husband, the oldest child, the singer, the comedian, I saw the sparkle in his eye that has been gone so long, that I almost didn't recognize him. he'd gained 20 pounds in the 9 days he had been there at that time. Does that tell you how far gone he was? when he went in?
I'm looking for answers? How do I fight this corrupt state? Louisiana, this system? this parish that makes up the rules and changes them daily? How do I fight them taking my home, my protected right away from me? and then hanging him with my inability to stop them? I don't know. I'm sorry such a long read. I just wanted ya'll to be able to understand what is happening here. Thanks, pritzieee