Thanks for the empathy. That happened six years ago.
To be truthful, I've grown accustomed to death in a way. I grew up with it. My mother looked after senior citizens in our home for twenty years. When I was 16, mom and dad went to bingo and left me and my brother's girlfriend to 'look after things". One of the ladies died on this shift. We had no way of getting hold of my parents so we had to think on our feet. Talk about hysterics! We kept our cool though. Called the ambulance and let them handle things from there.
I've watched them come, got attached to them then watched them go. I grew up pretty quick.