Though it's hard to classify what those folks do as "just another" anything.
Dorian walked in to find his five-month-old son lying dead underneath a blanket on the couch. Then the police arrived, and the worst day of Dorian's life was somehow about to get even worse.
"As soon as a detective showed up, everything shut down. It stopped being a place of mourning, and started being a crime scene. I was forced to leave my own home while they performed an investigation. I was not allowed to touch or hold the corpse of my son. I was not allowed to console my wife. You see, the detective had to ask her questions in private."
Because apparently no experience is so bad that it can't get just a little worse.
While they were being questioned, the coroner unexpectedly took the baby's body away. "She had promised me that I could hold him one last time before she took him. The detective made her break that promise."
They were, of course, collecting evidence. The holy-shit-god-is-dead icing on the fuck-everything cake here is that any given SIDS death is going to be followed by an autopsy. They have to make sure that, for example, the infant wasn't poisoned. But this means those last moments at the house are the last time the parents can see their child whole.