In shock
Thursday I went out with my friend Lauren to pick up hair color.
I ended up with Manic Panic Electric Blue.
Lauren and I talked on Friday and I was waiting for her to call to tell me she was coming over to help me.
She calls and asks me to pick up her kids, I don't understand her at first, she is laughing? crying? I am not sure. She repeats herself, please come get my kids, my husband killed himself. I scream what into the phone then tell her I will be right over. I apparently threw the phone on the couch barely missing Celina. I am struggling to put on my boots and tell hubby I need to go get Lauren's kids. He gets ready to take me and I tell him but there's 4 of them, I repeat this a few times. he just ushers me to the car (our car only fits 5 people)
They live next road over, we get to the road and it's blocked so hubby parks at the end. I run, in my 6 sizes too big pants, knee high boots, leather coat flapping in the snow and ice. The MP's aren't letting anyone in but I explain why I am there and they let me in.
I hug her and I realize she has no one there.I get the kids, take them to the car and tell my husband I am staying with Lauren. I run back to her. I get some details, he hung himself in the garage, the kids all saw, they don't know why he did it. They also tell us that he did have a faint pulse when the ambulance took him.
The bulk of the MP's and CID leave and one MP pulls me aside to get my info. At this point I realize I am not wearing a bra or socks and I had no id or phone with me. Oh well. As I talk to them MP someone comes in and starts yelling "oh god oh god he dead he dead what am I gonna do what are we gonna do he dead!" yes, just like that. The MP and I are like wtf?! I go back in and it's the neighbor. I sit next to Lauren again and I ask her if there is anyone she wants me to call. She tells me to call her brother and I do and leave a message. The neighbor goes to grab the phone out of my hand and says she will start calling people to let them know Al is dead. I said no and I sat on the phone.
All this time, I am not letting go of Lauren no matter what. They tell her she is needed at the hospital and she and I are taken in the MP unit. I ask her if she wants me to get rid of anyone and she tells me that if the neighbor gets too rowdy that I should make her leave since the neighbor, her husband and another neighbor decided to follow.
We all crowd into a room to wait. A chaplain comes in and my heart sinks. They finally tell us the news. Al is gone. The loudest person? The neighbor.
They take Lauren to see him and I ask her if she wants to be by herself, she says no and keeps clutching my hand. We go, the neighbors following. All this time they are talking about how they have been together for 11 years etc.
We see Al and I back off a bit to let her be with him. I tell Lauren that her kids are safe at my house (her oldest daughter and Jackie, my oldest are best friends) and she can come and stay the night and no one will leave her. The neighbors say the same thing. I tell them, please no, I can't have that many people in the house, it's too much. They tell me they don't care. I repeat that my hubby can't take that and again they repeat they will come in my house.
I am not sure I explained this so let me back up and tell you where we were. We where in the room where Al was, Lauren was at the head of the bed on the right, I was next to her, the neighbors on the other side of the bed.
Ok so back to what I was saying. At this point I told them that Lauren asked them to back off and that when she needed them they would be called.
At this point neighbor loses her shit! She starts stalking back and forth going did you hear what she said to me? This lady is a racist, etc etc
Over the body people!!!
Lauren at this point starts feeling sick and sits down. They push me out of the way so they can talk to her and that is when I realize they are not really her friends cause they are comforting her by saying all sorts of things that if they knew her, they would know it wouldn't comfort her.
L asks me to call my hubby to come get us and decides to get a cigarette outside. Neighbor is still fuming at me and saying shit and I try to make peace for L's sake. Apparently asking them to back off was the equivalent of "my hubby doesn't want you people in his house cause you are Black and not worthy"
I never said you people, and hell, I could care less they are Black, Lauren is Black! It was their behavior I objected to, I mean who does this? Who yells and screams about someone being dead before they know? Who starts a fight over a dead body? They kept making a scene, creating chaos, at one point they lock me out of a room where Lauren is, they confuse the CID investigation. It was bedlam. They finally decide they need to go home but when they hear that the Unit is offering me money for having the family at my house (I declined) she tells them they are staying with her. Fortunately the Chaplain had stepped in at this point and my hubby had gotten there so things were under control.My hubby may be a lot of things, good and bad, but he is good at taking care of stuff like this.
Part two in a bit
I ended up with Manic Panic Electric Blue.
Lauren and I talked on Friday and I was waiting for her to call to tell me she was coming over to help me.
She calls and asks me to pick up her kids, I don't understand her at first, she is laughing? crying? I am not sure. She repeats herself, please come get my kids, my husband killed himself. I scream what into the phone then tell her I will be right over. I apparently threw the phone on the couch barely missing Celina. I am struggling to put on my boots and tell hubby I need to go get Lauren's kids. He gets ready to take me and I tell him but there's 4 of them, I repeat this a few times. he just ushers me to the car (our car only fits 5 people)
They live next road over, we get to the road and it's blocked so hubby parks at the end. I run, in my 6 sizes too big pants, knee high boots, leather coat flapping in the snow and ice. The MP's aren't letting anyone in but I explain why I am there and they let me in.
I hug her and I realize she has no one there.I get the kids, take them to the car and tell my husband I am staying with Lauren. I run back to her. I get some details, he hung himself in the garage, the kids all saw, they don't know why he did it. They also tell us that he did have a faint pulse when the ambulance took him.
The bulk of the MP's and CID leave and one MP pulls me aside to get my info. At this point I realize I am not wearing a bra or socks and I had no id or phone with me. Oh well. As I talk to them MP someone comes in and starts yelling "oh god oh god he dead he dead what am I gonna do what are we gonna do he dead!" yes, just like that. The MP and I are like wtf?! I go back in and it's the neighbor. I sit next to Lauren again and I ask her if there is anyone she wants me to call. She tells me to call her brother and I do and leave a message. The neighbor goes to grab the phone out of my hand and says she will start calling people to let them know Al is dead. I said no and I sat on the phone.
All this time, I am not letting go of Lauren no matter what. They tell her she is needed at the hospital and she and I are taken in the MP unit. I ask her if she wants me to get rid of anyone and she tells me that if the neighbor gets too rowdy that I should make her leave since the neighbor, her husband and another neighbor decided to follow.
We all crowd into a room to wait. A chaplain comes in and my heart sinks. They finally tell us the news. Al is gone. The loudest person? The neighbor.
They take Lauren to see him and I ask her if she wants to be by herself, she says no and keeps clutching my hand. We go, the neighbors following. All this time they are talking about how they have been together for 11 years etc.
We see Al and I back off a bit to let her be with him. I tell Lauren that her kids are safe at my house (her oldest daughter and Jackie, my oldest are best friends) and she can come and stay the night and no one will leave her. The neighbors say the same thing. I tell them, please no, I can't have that many people in the house, it's too much. They tell me they don't care. I repeat that my hubby can't take that and again they repeat they will come in my house.
I am not sure I explained this so let me back up and tell you where we were. We where in the room where Al was, Lauren was at the head of the bed on the right, I was next to her, the neighbors on the other side of the bed.
Ok so back to what I was saying. At this point I told them that Lauren asked them to back off and that when she needed them they would be called.
At this point neighbor loses her shit! She starts stalking back and forth going did you hear what she said to me? This lady is a racist, etc etc
Over the body people!!!
Lauren at this point starts feeling sick and sits down. They push me out of the way so they can talk to her and that is when I realize they are not really her friends cause they are comforting her by saying all sorts of things that if they knew her, they would know it wouldn't comfort her.
L asks me to call my hubby to come get us and decides to get a cigarette outside. Neighbor is still fuming at me and saying shit and I try to make peace for L's sake. Apparently asking them to back off was the equivalent of "my hubby doesn't want you people in his house cause you are Black and not worthy"
I never said you people, and hell, I could care less they are Black, Lauren is Black! It was their behavior I objected to, I mean who does this? Who yells and screams about someone being dead before they know? Who starts a fight over a dead body? They kept making a scene, creating chaos, at one point they lock me out of a room where Lauren is, they confuse the CID investigation. It was bedlam. They finally decide they need to go home but when they hear that the Unit is offering me money for having the family at my house (I declined) she tells them they are staying with her. Fortunately the Chaplain had stepped in at this point and my hubby had gotten there so things were under control.My hubby may be a lot of things, good and bad, but he is good at taking care of stuff like this.
Part two in a bit