Dec 19, 2011 - 11:36 am
The first thing we learned from our hospice nurse was that death is an individual process, as unique as the person themselves. My mother has always needed to control everything, and giving up control has been what the last several days have been about. Our hospice nurse was more concerned about Mom’s sudden disinterest in laundry (previously an obsession) than the itching caused by her underperforming liver. I think active dying has begun. Yesterday Mom threw her walker across the room in anger, today she only wants to sleep.
All words of wisdom for these precious moments are welcome. She has no unfinished business personal or otherwise and is surrounded by a large, imperfect but basically happy family.