Yep, I'm in hell.

I flew to Denver to help deal with my sister. Has not been a pleasant trip and I still have a full day to go.
The flights in even had issues. Had to circle around Houston due to storms and landed a few minutes late. Then they could not find the guy who drives the gate-way thingy so we could not get off, all standing in the isle for about 15 minutes.
On the plus side, for the second time I was litterly the only sumbitch in the immigration AND customs lines!! So I made my connection to Denver.
Looking out the window as we came into D.I.A. I swore they made a mistake and we were in Siberia!
It is fucking cold and only getting colder. Last check it was hovering around 0 fuckin degrees!
I can't imagine getting up at 4A.M. to catch my flight out. It's gonna be bad.

We disconnected all life support systems from my sister Sunday morning and she died that afternoon.
It has been no fun dealing with death issues, again.
It just ain't right when the son has to be the one to tell mom her daughter has died.
And just as bad is when the info only stays in her head for 5 minutes, then it's on to jibberish and crap.

I gotta go turn up the heater,,,