Lady in Distress

Had an interesting small dog walk last night, can't seem to get it out of my head still.

Whilst getting to the entrance of the park, I saw a comotion of people up ahead mainly all teenagers, I saw one with a torch just running away from some hedges saying, "Couldn't find anything". I could hear them commenting on me and my dog, they were saying things like "Look at the size of that dog", "Maybe he can help".

Time I got up, I was stopped by one them and quickly bluttered out, "Can you help!?, this lady has lost her bag and stuff and we're struggling to understand". I saw the lady looking in major distress and upset. I remained calmed best I could and showed some authority, I tried to piece together the problem, "PLEASE one person at a time", yet dispite the quick sudden silence, one person came up to me with a sycastic smile, "Don't worry about this, she does all the time and she isn't really worth worrying about...", then some bigger person came over and hooked him over his head and dragged him aside, which I was thankful for. The lady started to crying, so I decided to matters into my own hands and signaled her to come with me.

THE STRESS
From all the random sentences thrown at me, I managed to get a rough idea what the main problem was. She went out drinking to forget her troubles and stresses in life and one too many drinks, made loose her senses a bit and she even admits it. She lost her bag apparently it was stolen and the contents of the bag; had her keys to her front door, her money she recently took out, her only mobile phone, and her address book. She was also in major panic of haven been robbed. Whilst walking to her house, I could feel her mental stress and I knew I couldn't leave her alone until I have tried to help a little further.

Time I got to her house, told her we was going to call the police and I assured her I will be with her during the time of speaking with them. After a good moment of debating that me and the police gather she hasn't been robbed of any possessions in the house, emergency police services gave us a number to call about reporting missing/stolen items from venues.

Turns out the number was an 0845 number and she had no land line or mobile (obviously), so I decided to say we'll call them from my parents home, at that moment I started to panic myself about my parents thoughts and future thoughts.

The Calming
I remained calmed and walked her to my parents house. My dad came down and I told the story and offered a drink to the lady. I took to making us all drinks and stayed with the lady whilst she called up the 0845 number, also helped her remember the contents of her bags during the time and she was given a reference number.

After my mum and I chatted with her treated to her to some food and drink and she bursted into tears and cryed out, "She misses her son". So I got some details and started searching the Internet, eventually got her up and had look at some faces I managed to find, no luck thuogh. After a while of googling, I managed to salvage an address for her. I hope its the correct one, the young 16 year old is under the care of some house in Cornwall, Truro.

Just before I left the computer, I tried to search for any possible helpful organizations that may be able to help, in the end I printed out CAB (Citizen Advice Bureau) details and told to visit them Monday.

POSSIBLE FRIEND NEAR BY!?
I asked if she had any friends near by that she could stay with for the night, she said yes and I walked to her friends. I knew she needed some mental support, after knocking on her door and some ranting on the other side, I knew she wasn't the best friend I hoped she was, in the end I walked her all the way home, even let her wear my jacket as she was cold.

Cats, a little more help and a little thankyou
I wanted to make sure got in back into her house safely as she felt worried she wouldn't be able to get back into her house. She struggled to even open up her back door, which made me panic there and I quickly tried to open the door myself.

Thankfully the door open and she invited me into the house and she wanted me to see her cats. She had no milk so she treated me to some "hot blackcurrent drink". Whilst sitting down and seeing each of her cats, I finally realize I am seeing the owner of the cats that 'Tom the family dog' has always tried to chase after.

Saw some photographs and got to see her daughter and son she hasn't seen for years. I finally came to realize she was a majorly distressed person and needs more help than just from me alone.

Saw a 'Freeview Digital Box' unattached and I thought I may of been able to get it working just before leaving. Proved myself wrong after spending an hour or so trying to get it working and even felt a current going through the cable that is attached to the ariel. I could sense she was mentally not well as she was getting slightly angry on and off and then appologising.

Just before I left I told her to make sure the windows are shut and I even saw a window broken at the back, turns out shes been hassled by trouble makers more often than I thought. I also said if there are any further support I can think of I will let her know.

Final Thoughts
I even remined her to go visit the CAB first thing monday as she has only enough for a couple of days.

As of now after writing this true event in blog, I am still at a bother about seeing a majorly troubled person, even I have reminded her to, "never give up trying".

She needs a lot of mental support and guidance to get herself back together, I really hope she'll looks for it Monday.