She said, “Don't call the doctor, I want to fall asleep peacefully, with your hand in mine.”
He told her about the past, how they met, their first kiss. they didn't cry, they smiled.
They didn't regret anything, they were grateful.
Then she repeated softly, 'I love you forever!' He returned her words, gave her a soft kiss on the forehead.
She closed her eyes and fell asleep peacefully with her hand in his.
Love is what matters because man comes into this world with nothing other than love and leaves with nothing other than love.
Profession, career, bank account, our goods are just tools, nothing more. Everything stays here. Love, as if there was nothing more important in your life.
I saw this picture on LinkedIn and it hit a nerve. Thank you Lorena Acosta I think. 👇🏼 This picture was similar to my Mom's last moments, last breath, last words with my Dad at her side. She peacefully went, on her terms at her time. 👇🏼 Nothing was easy about it and I still to this day 10 years later can remember it as if it was yesterday. 👇🏼 The week of #hospice. The wait. The mixed emotions. The guilt, misguided hope, the when, the what ifs. 👇🏼 She began #hospice on a Saturday and passed the following Saturday. Each day the hospice nurse comes and says "today will be the day" and you sit there and wait for your loved one to die. It's a total mind fuck. 👇🏼 Each night I slept on the chair watching to make sure she was still breathing, yet waiting for her to stop. How does that even make sense? 👇🏼 Midweek she laid heavily sedated. Morphine. A shell of pain. It's such a complex and horrible process. Your only sanity is she will no longer suffer. Her terms. 🖕🏼 cancer. 👇🏼 At one point after day 4 my sister and I wondered if she was waiting for us to leave to protect us from the pain of seeing her die. Should we go out for an hour? She always put others before herself, was this another example of that? 👇🏼 At another point I gave her Morphine but in error it was .05 and I gave her 1.0 ml. Did I give too much? Was this going to take her? Would I be the cause, or did I help her? It didn't make any difference. 👇🏼 Nothing prepares you for this. This moment. This hell on earth. I'm sure this picture resonates with many people. We aren't special. It's just one of those that hit me between the eyes with no mercy. 👇🏼 You'll read more in #notinvainapromisekept🧡 #fuckcancer #ovariancancer #cancer #author #memoir #grief #ptsd #anxiety #loss #parentloss #mentalhealth #hospice #selfhelp #nonfiction #publishers #findyourwhy #findyourvoice #medicalmalpractice #healthcare #faith #family #love #mother #father #selfless #write #blog #books #patientadvocacy #trauma #depression #mentalhealthawareness #linkedin #thankyou #love #fridayvibes 🥺🧡🙏
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