Not having fun...
Mom passed away a couple weeks ago. An aneurysm in her aorta decided to blow up. She never made it to the final hospital.
The same thing killed my Dad two years ago. No clue he had one. We knew about her as she had two of them. She had surgery on the first shortly after my Dad passed. It wasn't a fun time as a 5-7 day stay at the hospital turned into 6 weeks when her kidneys wouldn't start up again. Eventually they did. After that, she decided to not have surgery on the second one. It would have been worse than the first surgery, as they would have had to cut her open top to bottom to get to it.
We knew it was a ticking time bomb, but thought this would be some time out yet. I guess not. Doctors were giving it about 20% chance a year to blow.
My two brothers and I have been busy trying to get her house cleaned up. Since Dad died, she let a lot of things slide. We still haven't gone through all my Dad's stuff in the garage yet. It took us two days to split his extremely large firearm and reloading collection.
Thankfully the three of us are pretty tight knit, so we can get through this without any real issues. Some families seem to go to war over stuff like this.