Began with home hospice but never made it. Combination of me and donna. Not sure the clinical team had faith in me or my situation. Got the bed and supplies but recommendation was in the unit.

Hospice is about dying well. There is no good death any death is bad and painful but dying well surrounded by friends family loved ones changes the dynamic for both the patient and the family. It makes the time to the finite end better and kinder and comfortable but more important is the time after death.

The final week to ten days in hospice is pretty much a blur and mass of shifting images in my mind. Emotions that still choke me. During that time I was trying to keep myself busy. Again trying to will my way though this with activities around hospice and donna. I filled the day the night going to hospice to be with donna and start again the next day. Ground hog day in hell.