in one of this week's occurrences...
Ended up having to deal with a slightly off-her-meds woman the other night who decided to have her issues at 6am when everyone was getting off. Since the original call came in a bit more exciting we ran to it hoping to get my guy some experience on something good.
It was good alright.
I should have sensed the trend when she answered the door. In only panties. All 350+ pounds of her. If I'd had the slightest idea, I would have turned and run.
Anyway, after a five- minute fight to get her to at least pull a shirt on, we then went into the half-hour of figuring out what was actually going on. Then of course we have to arrest her due to the situation. Then we get to walk her down the hall and down the stairs.
That took 20 minutes for our queen of fitness and sobriety.
Then into the car for the ride - fortunately I had an emergency blanket left, so I wasn't completely scarred for life.
Finally we get to the jail & start that process. Which involved the deputies finding clothes for her, for the safety of both her and everyone else... plus trying to get her medically cleared & figure out how much help she needed separate from the criminal stuff... plus the normal dealing with an arrest at a shift change joy.
And the whole time she's acting like clothes are a burden, which amuses the other prisoners while we all have to deal with it.
Just another night in town.... what can you do.
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