Just found out wife filed

[RobD70]

So Saturday morning I'm in the shower and my work phone rings. In a moment of stupidity I rush out to answer it. I slip on the bathroom floor and land on my hip. I'm in pain and can barely move. I crawl to the bedroom and reach my phone but it's the work phone.

I don't have any numbers in it and I only have one number in my head, the W. I want my brother to come by and look at me to see how bad things were. I should have just called 911 but I hate hospitals.

I dial the W number about 3 times before finally actually calling. She picks up and I tell her to call my brother and that I hurt myself real bad. She calls me back and says she can't get a hold of him so she sends her son and ask if she should call 911. I said yes as I start to panic from the pain. She said she would come over but I told her no.

The paramedics come by and have to pry my front door open. I hoped her son would have gotten there first so he could let them in but no. He does show up and I have him grab some stuff for me to meet me at the hospital.

The W called a few people and got my brother too. When I get to the hospital he's there and the W shows up. When I see her I start to tear up (not sure why) but she sees I'm upset she ask if she should leave (I think) I said yea and that's I'm no longer her responsibly and she cries (I think she cried to whole time) and told my SIL as she left that I said I didn't want her there. I didn't.

Her son's hang out and we talk a little about her (a no no) but I did find out that they moved in with the OM when the picked up the furniture last week. Later that day I have surgery to fix my broken hip (which I'm too young for but I hit it just so hard). I leave the hospital Monday afternoon but not before the W tried to call me that morning on her way to work. I didn't answer.

Right now when I think of the W I feel disgusted and shame. I don't think I would ever take her back again and I want the D to be done asap. She fancies herself as a care taker (but not really) so I know it has too eat her up inside not being able to help me in any way. Her aunt called to check on me Sunday and I acted nice about it giving her the benefit of the doubt (the W may had her spy on me). As of this morning one of her son's keeps calling me (spy!) but I haven't answered yet. Not in the mood.

That was by far the worst weekend in my life, Yay!