Wednesday, November 28, 2012
I'm So Sorry
I do a variety of things in my job, but some weeks it seems like mostly I tell people how sorry I am. I sat with a frightened man who was transferred to
our hospice for a long time one week, while we waited for his wife to
arrive. His breath was labored from the stress of the transfer
and the progression of his disease, but mostly from fear, and the
effort of breathing robbed him of his speech. He gripped my hand
tightly and would not let go. I stayed until he calmed and fell
asleep and then, when he opened his eyes again, I told him I would go
check to see where she was. It turned out that she was out in the
living room, laughing with friends, and when I said that he was
waiting to see her, she told me that he'd be fine, she was in no
hurry to join him. So I returned to his room, sat and comforted
him as best I could until he drifted off again. And the next morning,
when she came back and learned that he was dead, I comforted her. I am so very sorry.
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3 comments:
Omg - I am crying. That is so heartbreaking. I could never do what you do.
So sad for her. Check out a new book by Paul Young called "Crossroads". I read it in 3 sittings it was so good. It's a story you will appreciate. grace grace grace to you my friend. xx
You are the angel of care and comfort
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