Late again

I ran out of gas in Pensacola last night and was afraid to call in to work this morning. When I did call in CMSgt Barrino said that she would come get me. Her and Lt Boone drove to Pensacola and when they were on their way, my friend Travis had a friend of his, Eric, go get some gas and bring it to me. I told the Chief that I had gas and she told me to stay put, they would still come get me. They did, then followed me to my house, waited for me to put my uniform on, then followed me to work. While at my home I noticed that the light in my son's room was on and thought it was strange that it would be on, since I don't recall leaving it on. The door to the house was left unlocked and I have a pretty strong feeling that someone was in my house. When we got to work I went with Cheif Barrino to see the first sergeant, MSgt Zellers. They mentioned that the Chief and the Lt had gone to my house looking for me and looked in my windows and noticed that the house was "filthy". He said they could turn it in to DCF, but that they wouldn't. He asked me to give a drug test and I consented, then Lt Boone took me to the drug testing place to take my test. Her and I both noted that the test overseer guy did not follow proper procedures for labeling the cup first, then me initialing it after the sample was in it and it was safety sealed. He put the label on afterward and I never did see him put the security tape on it. We then went to the hospital, where they administered a blood test to check for alchohol. While at the hospital, Lt Boone recieved a call telling her that an appointment had been set up for me at Mental Health with a Dr Pearson for the next day. I called mental health to confirm the appoinment, even though I wasn't sure why it was made as I already was a patient there and already had a therapist.