Hi, hortensia. I agree, this by far was your worst week of your life. May it never be repeated. The following was the most loving and brave thing I've seen in a while:
On Wednesday I convinced a friend of my husband to go back with me and a police officer to check on my husband.
You persisted until someone listened, and got your husband where he needs to be. I've had to do that myself, and it is one of the toughest things a person ever has to do.
I have a few family members with mental illness. I'd hate to think that diagnosis or incarceration were the "end" for them. I'd like to hope that your husband gets a good diagnosis and gets placed where he and you will be safe.
I agree your marriage is over. That's sad, of course. But you must be safe above all. Keep doing what you are doing, surrounding yourself with the best of friends. It will be hard, but ladies who have lived as long as we have are used to hard. Deep down you know that this, too is survivable.