I didn't think this weekend could get worse but it has. 6am this morning my DH's phone rings. It was his mum, he couldn't understand her, as she has terrible mobile access. Then 10 minutes later another call. Froma policeman to say that my DH's dad had passed away this morning. It doesn't seem real as we saw him last week and had a great time for their 60th wedding anniversary. He was talking about a dog, his died last year.
The evening before was a ridiculous screaming match between me and my DH and my adult children. Turns out I have been taking photos of every bruise and he has been recording all of our phone calls.
Meanwhile, my wonderful adult DC are emptying what was the study and turned into a junk room. I am trying to stop them throwing a lot of stuff out so they have banished me . It was supposed to be a quick visit to throw stuff in the skip and just catch up. Everyone ended screaming at everyone else last night , and the phone call this morning ( FIL has been unwell) but even with that they have to keep his body for a week at the hospital as it is an unexplained death so the coroner has to make a ruling.
My kids convinced me to go to rehab last night and I will but I will spend the whole time terrified that my DH and my 28yo ( not his son) will kill each other.
Life is fecked
DH won't be home for a few days at least. Can anyone keep me company?