Help! Back Pain From Trampoline?

Please help me sort this whole tangled family mess out? (Long)?

• I have a rather difficult situation that I need help with. I've tried talking to people locally, but I have no family that can help me and find myself... unable to find any real help. So, I'm turning to you guys. I need a little help. About a year and three months ago, my husband and I had a falling out. After a particularly bad fight, he moved in with his mother and took our two children. We filled out a custody form so that he had them living with him, but we retained shared custody. Truthfully, I have memory problems and can't tell you why I agreed to that - I have been depressed for a long while, and had to go out of state to see a doctor for other health problems (a lack of a job and place to live, following a car accident, contributed to this), I believe that it seemed like the best idea at the time. I left the state and went to get medical help. After doing so, however, I found myself without the means to get back to where my husband and kids were, and his family (who he was staying with) refused to let me stay with them. It took about nine months for me to get my emotional problems mostly sorted out, and when I was ready to fix thing between myself and him, I went ahead an asked - what can I do to fix it? He told me to get a job (I had a full time job - it was through a temp agency, but I was completely and reliably full time), get a place to live (I rented a room), pay my bills on time (I did) and see a therapist (not only did I do this, but I had her keep in contact with him, as well). During this time, I was diagnosed as being autistic. While, through therapy, I was able to get better control over my emotions and temper, I occasionally would still have bad days whenever I was ill or on pain medication. To this day, I still have trouble understanding things and need someone to be patient and sit down and talk things out with me if I'm upset. Whatever progress my husband and I had made on our relationship would be completely and totally thrown out by him every time I had one of those bad days, no matter how long or short the fight was or how profusely I tried to apologize or make up for it. About three weeks ago, a local disaster killed my job, and consequently left me without housing. Having the option to sit around where I was and look for work and a place to live, or to do so closer to my kids and husband, I did the unthinkable. I took my last pay check, got in my car, and drove eight hours to the state where my husband and kids are. I managed to find a place to stay (albeit temporary), I'm getting better medical help than I was, I've got a better job than I had, and I'm closer to my husband and kids. Sounds like a win-win situation, right? Here's where it gets a little tedious. For the past two weeks, up until Monday, I had been going over for about eight hours a day to take care of my kids, work on fixing things with my husband and to help out around the house. It's a busy household, so I figured it'd be nice if I helped out. My son is two years old. My husband and his family (at that house) allow my son to go outside and play on his own, with no supervision. Were the backyard a large patch of grass with a solid fence, I'd not have too much of a problem with this. However, the back yard has a fence that (at the time, I've been told it's been fixed in the last few days?) has a hole in it, large enough for my son to climb out of. He will then wander around to the front of the house, which is relatively close to a road. The back yard also has a large trampoline. Here's where the problem started.. my MIL had suggested to my husband that he pick up the living room and sweep to help avert bug bites. My husband was occupied with our one year old. So, I figured it'd be nice if I helped clean up the living room since I had a couple of free hands. I figured that it'd be a good idea if my son had some supervision while in the back yard, so I went and collected him and told him that I'd take him out to play in a little while when I'd finished cleaning. As soon as I brought him in, my MIL came in protesting that he wasn't allowed to play outside since I arrived (I let him play outside when someone can keep an eye on him, as I feel two years is too young to let play for extended periods of time, especially in a yard with a trampoline and damaged fence) and that I had no rights to set any rules for how my children were raised since I had been the one that had left and 'abandoned them'. I was completely caught off guard by this, and even more so when she demanded that my husband and I talk it out. To be entirely honest, I figured she meant that we set down at some point and discuss things, not sit down right there and do so (which was apparently what she meant? I had no idea, but that's what I was told later by my husband). When I was unable to formulate any response to this sudden and une

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  Uhhh the last page of your book is missing. And I have just got to know how the story ends.