The
hospice nurse just left. It's comfort only time. Just keep him
sedated. I don't have to worry about food or fluids. This stage could
last a day or a month. My Irish leprechaun just wants to keep on
fighting to be here though. I don't know whether to sigh with relief or
cry. I always hate this stage.
I've been here too many times with too
many loved ones.
Yesterday,
thirty-six years ago, my mother hit this stage. I've got an odd sense
of dejavu and am struck by the irony of the timing.
Jo, I'm so sorry. Praying for you.
ReplyDeleteDear Jo - yes as Alex says .. my thoughts for you - it just simply isn't easy ... and that timing ... how very difficult - all the very best and with lots of hugs - Hilary
ReplyDeleteJo -- sending a big hug and keeping you both in my thoughts and prayers.
ReplyDeleteDiane
Diane, Big hugs back at you. I'll be walking in your shoes soon.
ReplyDeleteKeeping you in my thoughts. (((Hugs)))
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