Hospice
They gave me a booklet called "When Death is Near." They told me not to even read it until I really needed to. Of course stubborn me thought I could handle a page or two last night before I went to sleep. I read one page, and had an anxiety attack. I know she's not going to live forever. I know. But when I read the details of actual death...no way. I told Bill to shred the book (which we didn't), and I almost vomited. Wow.
So the way we left it, Mom will have the nurse twice a week, and nurse's aid three times a week. She requested a hot young male nurse, but they didn't seem to have one. ;) Love my mom.
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I'm glad that you and your Mom feel good about the hospice you all have chosen.
ReplyDeleteAnd just hide that booklet until you think you really want to read it. You might not ever.