Past the Point of Being Believable

I read an article in which the producers of the Good Wife discussed recent political scandals.  They were talking about how so many times you couldn't sell the story in Hollywood because the decision makers would say, "It was a good story until XYZ happened."  Their point was that real life is crazier than anything writers dream up.
It's kind of how I feel about our world right now.  There is so much going on that we are well past the point of being believable.  My father is still in hospice care, and he's stable for the moment.  My brother is trying to rebuild his family after his wife's sudden death.  Now my mother might need surgery for her gallbladder.  It turns out she has a large gallstone, infection and fluid around her gallbladder. 
Swirling around are other issues such as my brother's father-in-law is in kidney failure.  He had a transplant more than a decade ago.  It is failing now and he's too sick to be considered for a transplant.  As I told him the other day, "I'm not minimizing what you're going through because it's horrible, but think about your mother-in-law.  Within two months she lost her mother and daughter.  Now her husband is failing and the doctor's aren't even pretending he'll get better.  She's having a really, really bad year."  He just shook his head.  It's past the point of being believable on both sides of his extended family.
In some ways, we're just muddling through.  Everything gets done.  The girls are having a fun summer, although Aunt 'Lene weighs on their minds.  They randomly throw out questions that we answer as matter-of-factly as we can.  They are playing, swimming and having fun with friends.  It's what a summer should be for them, although there are times it's hard for us to make it happen for them.
If anyone would have said at the beginning of summer that my father would be the least of our worries, I wouldn't have believed him/her. Now that we're past the point of being believable, we're just numb to any more craziness.