I'm sure this is in the wrong place but you'll forgive me as my head is somewhere completely else at the moment. Please feel free to move it to the appropriate forum. Thanks. I haven't been here for a long time; been very depressed. I was just starting to come out of it when Karen, whom as most of you know is my sister who suffered with MS (Multiple Schlerosis) became unable to swallow and I had to bring her into hospital. To my terror, they took her immediately to the Emergency Resuscitation ward, but she came out of that alive and was moved to a high dependency ward. On Friday they moved her down to a less urgent care ward. I was concerned: she was asleep almost all of the time my other sister and I visited but she woke up a little when they were moving her. Yesterday morning at 0800 I got a call from the hospital to tell me her condition had deteriorated and I should get in fast. I broke my neck trying to get a taxi but I arrived too late and she had already gone. I am, as you may imagine, heartbroken. Karen was my world. For 17 years I looked after her, 13 of those as her fulltime carer. I have no idea what I'm going to do now. My whole reason for living for the last almost two decades is gone. I'm numb, I'm hollow, I'm at the lowest ebb I have ever been. My darling, beautiful, kind and gentle baby sister has gone to be with my mother and my auntie Eileen. I will miss her forever.