unlucky me
My older sister died sometime between Sunday evening and Tuesday night. I found out this morning. I hadn't spoken to her since Sunday, tho I called her a few times on Monday and Tuesday. My nephew (not her sone, my youngest sister's son) had to break down the door and found her dead with her dog next to her. He had to call the cops and he got grilled about why he was there.
She's been in and out of the hospital all year. She had tons of medical problems, but I think it may have be a heart attack. She was in the hospital Friday into Saturday morning. They gave her a choice to stay in the hospital or go home and she chose go home. I had talked to her Sunday & she said she felt good and she seemed to be in upbeat frame of mind....
I tried going to work today and made it for less than a half an hour. I had thought I could do it, but you can tell when I've been crying, so people asked - and I told them. It becomes more real with each retelling. My son took me home.
It's _NOT_ easier the second time around......