About five years ago I volunteered for another organization. I remember it was February and we had a snow storm. I looked outside and decided it was going to be difficult to drive so I hopped on the bus. When I got there instead of my “client”
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I remember Adina, one of my clients very close to death when I began visiting her. As it was, I went, perhaps, all of 3 times before I was told she had passed away. She was dying of breast cancer and her right arm was hugely swollen
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Is of my beautiful brother who was in a wonderful hospice. He was cared for as well as any loved one could have been. His name was Lachlan. He is missed.
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I had the honour and privilege to care for a client and her family through the dying process. She was transferred to hospice as her symptoms increased. I was recently notified by her daughter she had passed away. At her viewing her daughter said to me she
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Hospice Palliative Care has been a gift in my own life. I have felt called to it and it is strange because one would think it is a hard vocation. However even though it is hard, there is a joy in being in an environment that is
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This past year I have experience loss and anticipated loss personally. I have witnessed the blessings of good palliative care and the chaos of poor care. The gift and responsibility to deliver good palliative care cannot be understated.
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I am very grateful for palliative care and their expertise. I was so glad when we managed to get you moved to that unit. Than your breathing symptoms and pain and nausea were addressed by a team that knew what to do and you were much more
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I have only lost one loved one (when I was a teenager), and I have only just started to work in palliative care (2 months) – in only this short amount of time I can echo the countless others doing similar work: it is an honour and
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Through my years of caregiving and nursing it is only now that I pause to reflect on the times that I have had the honor of being with those who have died holding my hand. Some deaths have been peaceful and others more trying, I have shed
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I remember when I lost a patient who had ALS. I saw her in her home… Then I saw her in the hospice. I secretly cried for her suffering. My heart ached. It made me strive to be better, softer, stronger than ever before. I cannot forget
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