Support Jason Mauterer’s Recovery
As many of you might have noticed, I have not been writing for the past few weeks. All my writing is spawned by inspiration, and sadly to say lately I have had none – until now. I’ll let you in on what has been going on in my personal life.
On an early Monday morning, March 29, 2010, my best friend, Jason Mauterer, suffered a tragic accident; He fell five stories off the roof of his ex-girlfriend’s apartment. Police reports are still not complete, and not all stories are adding up from that night, speculating there may or may not have been foul-play involved. Possible witnesses have been questioned, but still nothing makes sense.
It has appeared Jason has been saved by God himself, but is currently in extremely critical condition, whereas he is going to need extensive reconstructive surgery on several body parts. With the recent addition of pneumonia and the collapsing of his lungs, he has been placed in an induced coma, as well as a paralytic state so he cannot further injure himself by moving his extremities.
Police investigations have been on freeze until he wakes from his coma and reconstructive surgery has been complete.
REPORTS AND EXAMINATION FROM THE NIGHT:
Police reports say that Jason and his ex-girlfriend were witnessed fighting all night at local club MI-6 in West Hollywood, where she was seen hitting him with her high-heel shoe. The ex-girlfriend then states they left their separate ways that night, and she never saw him again after that, which was around 1 a.m.
The report follows with stating shortly after he entered his ex-girlfriend’s building (which is secured and accessible only by key), went straight to the roof which is five stories high, and attempted to climb down onto her balcony.
Examination of clause in report: Why in God’s name would someone head straight for the roof of a building and try to climb in through the balcony, when he very well could have just either a) called/texted, b) rang buzzer on intercom, c) knocked on her door once inside the building?
Let’s remember the ex-girlfriend stated she NEVER spoke with him after leaving the club.
There was one “witness” from the night. A 50+ year old woman living in the penthouse underneath the roof, stated around 2a.m. she was awaken by a lot of ruffling around on the roof, and then saw a man jump onto her balcony as she stood there terrified watching.
Examination of clause in report: If this was only one man sneaking around on the roof, why and how would there be so much noise that would awake someone in the middle of the night? And then who in their right mind would not call the police after seeing a man jump on her balcony at this hour!?!?
My guess is maybe what she saw was him falling from the roof, and maybe he just might have caught a hold of her railing on the way down and was trying to pull himself up.
Medical reports state Jason was laying on the pavement for approximately 2 hours after the horrific fall. For the remainder of the night, the lady did not bother to look over her balcony to see if the man was gone? And just went back to her good nights sleep all fine and dandy? COME ON NOW!
BACKGROUND ON JASON’S RELATIONSHIP WITH HIS EX-GIRLFRIEND:
Now it’s time to give you a little insight on the catastrophic relationship Jason had with his ex-girlfriend. I am the closest source to both parties and know everything from first-hand experience. Everything I write is 110% truth.
His ex-girlfriend is a full blown drug-addict that completely destroyed my best friend’s life. Her daily vitamins include 4 mg of Xanax, 60 mg of Adderal and 40 mg of Oxycodone.
One time Jason was sent to jail for 5 days because she said he beat her, when in actuality she admitted down the road that she punched herself in the face with a cell-phone.
She conned her way into stealing every single possession he owns, and denied anything back to his family saying,
“He signed his all his belongings over to her”, the day before his tragic “accident” (sound fishy???), and “That’s L.A. baby” to them as reason why.
Out of pure anger, she smashed the only thing he had left to his name at the time, his laptop, with a hammer.
Oh, and as of late it has seemed more and more plausible that this spawn of lucifer just well could have pushed him off the 5 story building he fell off of. Her story makes absolutely no sense from that night, and since then she has cursed his family out, and refused to answer anymore questions by changing her phone number and having her brother act as voice on her behalf.
And on top of it all, she actually had the audacity to ask them to pay her cell phone bill for this upcoming month because it was shut off.
After his parents told her she could no longer see him and they were putting a restraining order against her, she replied with,
“Fuck you, He will denounce you guys and come back to me. Jason loves me more than he does you guys and he is going to hate you forever and never talk to you again.”
UHHHHHHHHHH. anyone see anything wrong here with telling this to the family whose son is in critical condition in the hospital???
THE HERE AND NOW:
I have been by his family’s side every step of the way through his recovery, and this is all first hand news they have relayed over to me.
I am now working on coordinating different fundraiser events in order to help Jason and his family pay for medical treatment and travel expenses they incur back and forth from Michigan to Los Angeles.
If you are interested in helping to participate in any type of fundraiser event, please feel free to contact me jonnie@whatsking.com
Please extend your giving hand out by donating any dollar amount you deem fit to the PayPal account below, which will 100% go directly to his parents.
I will be posting the latest updates on Jason’s condition as he begins to improve on this blog. Let’s all stay positive, pray for our brother and hope for god-speed recovery.
Update 4/13/10
There’s been a lot going on since I last wrote. Jason is still in the induced coma, but they finally took him off the paralytic drug. Sadly, the pneumonia has gotten pretty bad, so they had to insert a trachea into his throat to assist with the breathing. Its been over two weeks now and his vitals have been fluctuating back and forth constantly. Today they took him off the breathing machine and let him breath on his own for a half hour, but eventually it became too much for him.
I’m really hoping we get some good news soon, because this is beginning to get really scary. Thankfully, the doctor’s are still saying he is going to pull through, but he’s literally just going to have to take baby steps to work his way back up to the guy we all know and love.
Now it’s time for some good ol’ CSI drama.
On Saturday night, April 10, around 8pm, I received a few loud knocks at my apartment door. My girlfriend looked through the peep-hole and observed an ugly thug standing there, with Jason’s Ex’s brother lurking around in the background. Knowing that the pathetic Ex sent these ogre looking thugs to try and intimidate me in order to keep my mouth shut from exposing her disgusting, waste of life self to the public, my girlfriend angrily shouted through the door,
“Who is it!?”
The first thug responded with,
“Is Jon there?”
My girlfriend hastily replied with,
“Who is it!!??”
The thug answered with,
“Let me speak to Jon.”
At this point, my apartment manager who lives next door, opened her door and right as she witnessed these thugs, they quickly scurried away.
After now knowing this was the Ex’s brother coming to my home trying to strong-arm me, I decided to call and give this fat, out-of-shape, no good, alabama-slamalama dope-dealer a piece of my mind.
While on this phone call, I felt as though I was talking to a mentally challenged 15 year old. Once i got him on the line, he outright said that he came to a “Jon’s house,” and that he was “Nicky’s brother”.
“Can you please speak into the microphone”, I was thinking. No shit, I called you – I know this already!
We then went on for a good ten-minutes whereas he had nothing of any substance or relevance to any type of logical conversation whatsoever. He kept saying “you better stop threatening my sister, stop with the threats or else.”
Umm, does anyone see anything on this site threatening to anyone? It states simple facts, and critical analysis. That’s like telling the news not to report celebrity drug-overdoses, or speculation to murder cases. It’s called freedom of speech buddy!
Never have i once, and never would i ever in any way, shape or form threaten my best friend’s ex-girlfriend; she is too repulsive to be worthy of any type of direct interaction. She’s lucky enough I’m not putting her name on blast all over the net!
Now a threat however was when you told me that I’m going to have to “Man up to you”, and you can “Come see me whenever you want”. Listen buddy, if it was just you, I woulda run circles around your fat ass and made you look like a little school girl. When you bring your white-trash gangster buddies with you over my place, it’s a different story. God forbid, which I know you did because I know how you “I.E.” cats roll, have your blade or piece. Then its me sitting in the hospital next to my buddy. I’ll pass on that, and would rather see you rot away in a 8′ x 6′ concrete block. So go on with your threats, because your dumb-ass has no idea what’s in store for ya.
Sounds like the actions of an innocent person doesn’t it people!? I guess this sister of his has a lot to hide if she’s sending henchmen after me now to shut me up! Now the world knows.
Oh and tell your buck-toothed sister that her threat of “coming to get me, and karma is a bitch”, is well documented. NO ONE LIKES YOU PEOPLE OR WANTS YOU AROUND. Please go away already, you have done enough damage to this town.
Lesson well learned now I hope. I will not be bullied, and will not stop informing the public of what arises until we find out the truth, and/or justice is rightfully served.
Update 5/14/2010
Great news – Our boy is finally awake and can comprehend things! I was actually over at the hospital the other day and he used my computer to go on facebook to leave a status update, but i guess he forget to hit the enter key… oops!
Other good news – they moved him out of the I.C.U. and into a normal room. Movin’ on up in the world kid!
He is off the breathing assistance machine, and now has a trache in his throat to allow him to speak. Everyday his voice sounds better and better, and in no time I’m sure he will be able to talk completely with no assistance.
His memory is still extremely spotty, whereas he cannot remember a lot of simple everyday instances, and sometimes stumbles into a delirious state where he will just ramble about random things that do not exist, as well as thinks he is somewhere he is not. Doctor’s are saying that in due time everything will come back, and the good ol’ Jason will be back to normal.
The most pleasing news to you all will be to know that visitors are now welcome (except for a certain few that are prohibited). He even has a phone by his bed where you can call up and chat with him if you want!
If you would like more information on his address, room number, visiting hours and phone number to help cheer him up, feel free to contact me.
