Which lead to the response of....
'I don't know... Maybe her [the building receptionist who has nothing to do at all with my T - I never speak to her] or my H or something'
.., and then We joked a bit and moved on...
..., and then I left and wrote a friend....
.... And then seconds later I started to cry and wrote here.
I have my own plans for what I would need to do to take care of myself, and I guess there is no great way to find out someone died but... Still...