Mitzi: The woman doesn’t take meds, and drinks every weekend. She was very typical bi-polar to a extreme.

Eyeball: Sat, so far so good.

Four Dinners: Hey, what other job in the world could you get into a fist fight with a 5′2″ crazy Latino Woman?

Murk: True, but as McD’s, you refer them to my restuarant, plug me on the Twitter!

The difference between what you do and what I do is I’m like McDonalds… they come in and I give them a fast food solution. Where you’re more like a gormet restaurant where the whole experience and customer service aspect is just as important as the solution.

You’re like Disablility Buddy. That’s trademarked as of 5 seconds ago. It’s going up on my twit. But feel free to use it.

You are the man. I really mean that.

A sad tale of DV. Even with talk-therapy and meds bi-polar can be awful on the sufferer and those around them. I wonder if the woman had any treatment at all? Apart from getting the husband some time out, she would need some treatment. It would take getting a trusted Spanish-speaker to help her seek help.

At least we can all listen to a Cure, if not receive one universal cure for this sea of troubles.