Ree Visanian (treebones) wrote,
Ree Visanian

Job update: death.

Today was the first patient death I've had since I started working for hospice. I wish I had something truly poignant to say, but I don't. I am sad, but I'm not at all devastated. I suspect, unless a patient is so flagrantly suffering that death is a clear escape, I will find each death sad.

Some folks have been worried about me taking hospice on in the aftermath of my mother's death. To be honest, I was somewhat worried, too.

This was close to anticlimactic. I was gently pleased that I was part of keeping this person comfortable through his death. I was gently sad to see the family he left behind, grieving with grace, but still hurting.

Ah, well. Digging to see if there's a delayed-reaction emotional tsunami coming is part of why I pay my therapist. (:

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