he's gone!

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I just finished posting a dicsussion about my mom's cat having a cold. The vet gave him a shot and told my parents to take him home and bring him back if anything happened. Well something happened. This morning he was having a lot of trouble breathing so my mom decided to bring him back to the vet. I just got the call less than 10 minutes ago. He passed away. I guess he couldn't breath and by the time my mom got through traffic to the vet, he died in her arms on the examining table. I am heart broken, he was the world's sweetest cat. He was a tiny little ball of fur that could fit in the palm of my hand when we brought him home. He grew into this big loveable scardy cat and now he is gone. I can't stop crying and it hurts that I can't be there for my parents right now. My dad is still at work and hasn't stopped crying, this cat was his little boy. When I moved out, Cotten took to my dad and slept with him every night, now he is gone and I just don't know what to do. Have you ever gone through this? What did you do to get over it? Do you think that she should be alone right now? I need help dealing with all of this, I am really scared that my cat is next, she is also living at my mom's place and I have written about her inoperable tumor. I just can't write anymore, I am sorry mylotters.