I just wanted to say that when it came to the day my dad passed away, it was only a couple days after I had made an attempt to visit him where my sister made it a point to invade that time I was having with him. And I was not ready to talk to her again, did not know my father was in the process of dying. Even if I had made an attempt to rush there once I did find out, I would not have made it in time and would have walked into all my sister's reactions and him just laying there already passed. That could have really traumatized me even more. When my husband's mother passed away, it was very different, no one was there, she passed suddenly, but we rushed to the hospital to all be together. There was never any discomfort about not feeling safe to do so.