She was 17, she had down syndrome. Her bad heart finally quit...doctors said it was pneumonia. She had been declining slowly for a few months, but I never thought she would die. I still can't believe it. I don't think I've ever felt such grief before. I've had three grand parents die, but those are to be somewhat expected...My parents and I were always told that my sister's first flu would be her last or something like that...(you know, don't be surprised if she succumbs to illness) but she lasted 17 years with few life or death situations after the first couple years. I guess because it's so sudden and I saw her last Tuesday I can't believe it. I got a phone call at 5:30 this morning and that was it.