What's so awful for the family is that the body won?t be here for a week. That?s agonizing. I know because when my Daddy dropped dead unexpectedly of a heart attack when Mom just happened to be visiting me at Tulane my freshman year, we just couldn?t believe that it was true until we saw his body. Thankfully, the airlines bumped some people so we could get on the next flight out of New Orleans to Atlanta. And it was probably only 7 hours between when we heard the bad news and when we saw him. I can?t imagine waiting a week to view the body (and that assumes he is recognizable due to the injuries). When we got back home, I just slept constantly ? I kept thinking it was all a nightmare and that when I woke up, everything would be okay.