Trilogy of a First Time DUI - Part One

It was an average Friday night, I was going out with the girls to listen to some music have a few drinks and giggle. My week was an average week, nothing to complain about all was very normal.


I got in from work, laid down for a little rest, hopped in the shower around 6:30 pm. Did all my girly primping, then headed out to meet the girls.


First we had some dinner then headed to our favorite spot to have a few drinks, listen to some music, bitch about men, laugh about kids and grand kids and dance if the song moved us, again just an average "girls night out". By now it was getting later and I was getting tired, time to call it a night. This is when I made a very poor choice and my typical "girls night" out turned into the nightmare of my average life!


As I was driving home, I looked into my rear view mirror and there they were, the lights we always fear. Yep, I was getting pulled over and I knew in an instant my life had changed forever. Now, did I think that I was doing something wrong when I decided it was time to go home, absolutely not. You tell yourself "your fine", you've only had a few and your just going home." In reality you know that no matter how OK you feel, you were out drinking and you had NO right to be behind that wheel. That had NEVER been more clearer to me then at that moment, knowing I will have to roll down my window and the smell of being in a bar is all over you.



As I watch the officer walk towards me, I roll down the window... "Do you know why I pulled you over", "no sir", "well you ran the red light", OK.... "Ma'am have you been drinking?" and here it comes, right out of my mouth, the a typical answer... "just had a few drinks with the girls"... "Ma'am could you step out of the car please", and I do and the horror begins.



Now let me give you a better perspective about me, I'm 46, short, heavy set with dark blond hair and blue eyes. I have three grown kids and grand kids. The officer who pulled me over was no older than 23 or 24, the same age as my middle child. I could have given birth to the man who now has my future in his hands. On top of that when I am scared I first try to joke, then when my fear finally sinks in I cry.



Now I"m standing on the side of the road, knowing that more than likely several people who knew me passed me by, never knowing it was me, just being grateful it wasn't them. The officer doing his job starts a series of sobriety checks. All the time I'm "yes sir, no sir'ing" this (very) young man. All I do remember at this point is making a joke about one of the tests, in hopes to lighten up the mood. I was asked to stand still and hold one leg in the air for as long as I could. Know given I just explained about what I look like, I joked.."well officer, as you can see I'm a chubby woman and holding one leg up on a good day is not anything I can do easily", haha.... I still can't understand why that didn't make him smile a little bit, but it didn't. So now he asked me if I have an objection to having a blood test, even I know not to say no, why would I, he was just doing his job. Next came something that has NEVER,EVER happened to me (even in fun), I was handcuffed and yes folks that's when I lost it and started to cry.



Most of the rest of the night was a blurr, not because of the fact that I was drinking but because I was so mortified, I think I've blocked allot out just so I could get thru it.



Several hours later the officer dropped me off at my house and told me to relax everything I need to know would follow in the mail. Easy for him to say "relax", I will Never be the same EVER again. Instead of going into my home, I went to my daughter's first. Told her what happened and at that point I believe I cried for the next 48 hours. Personally I think I lost 5 pounds worth of water.



DUI - Part Two - the next day and finding a Lawyer. May I say before I start this part, I AM the Murphy's law of a DUI, whatever could go wrong DID!!!!!!