I’ve often noticed that when people ask what I do, the response is often whispered back. I say I am a hospice nurse and most of the time, the person questioning will say “hospice nurse”, as if it were a bad word, as if by them saying it some crazy thing will happen and it will… Continue reading That’s A Dirty Word
Cuts heal. Incisions close. Infections resolve. But, does the pain of loss ever really heal? That is a question that I am often asked and quite honestly don’t always have the answer for. The complex manifestation that we call loss is such a convoluted mix of emotions, feelings, thoughts and memories. Age is a… Continue reading The square peg in the round hole
This particular blog has been hard for me to write. Not because of anything in particular, but because I had the idea for what I wanted to express, but, getting the words to flow together was another story. My words, just like our lives sometimes do, just would not meld together with any rhythmic flow. … Continue reading The Certain Uncertainty
Where you there when you could no longer speak? Was your soul still present? Could you hear us all around your bed.. talking with you… sometimes happy.. sometimes sad? When was the moment that you let go? A lot of times, when people are passing, they fall into states where they are no longer responsive. … Continue reading When Did You Go?
Intuition. A sense. A feeling. Gut instinct. God’s way of talking to you. The Universe trying to point you in the right direction. Nurses are particularly keen to this sort of thing. For the most part, we can probably eye a patient up and get a sense of things to come. That’s part of the… Continue reading A gut is not always a bad thing