Some of the most intense living that I ever experienced was during the years that I was a hospice nurse. I never could have imagined the impact this would have on me and on my family.
They burn so brightly and so purely - there is so much energy at the end. No wonder it is called a super nova.
As an artist, you will be amazed at the response to your gifts. We had a music therapist at one hospice and I marvelled at the therapeutic effect of music in the last days and hours of a person's life.
I would never trade any time that I worked as a hospice nurse.
I'm excited to see you this goes for you too! I'd like to check out Hospice as a Social Worker; maybe as in intern next year.
The experiences I've had with hospice thus far have been on the receiving end. When my maternal grandmother was dying, we brought in hospice and it was wonderful!!!!
When it was time for her to go, they encouraged us as to what to say, do, etc. The bottom line was to do whatever we wanted to do. The best part was that they suggested my then three year old daughter be there if she wanted to. It took alot of conversation and thought on my part to decided if that was good and I came to the conclusion it could be. She wanted to be there, as she knew Grandma Great was dying, and she had spent much time with her as I cared for her 10-12 hours a day. It was a very good experience for her and all of us.
I also got involved in Hospice Grief counseling after my husband died, although he died suddenly and we didn't use the services prior.
Well, other posters advertise their churches on here so you might as well too !! Now I know why you and Clay been posting the way you have down in 'doctrinal' !!
sir, I wish you well in your endeavors. I'm sure you'll bring great comfort to people.
david, your mention of the bird reminds me of something:
When my aunt was in a nursing home years ago, I was allowed to take her two cats to visit her. Living in the nursing home was an elderly eastern Euroipean woman. Every time I went for a visit, she was sitting alone, staring silently, blankly ahead of her. I never saw her interacting with other residents or the staff. She always looked so sad. My impression was that she spoke no English (or, as is common in people with cognitive loss, had reverted to her native language).
On the days when I took the cats to see Aunt Casey, we would stop and visit with anyone else who showed an interest. That silent, sad woman would light up like you wouldn't believe. She would break her silence as she reached for one of the cats to hold on her lap. She would grin and chatter to him in her language, in what sounded like baby talk.
It's amazing how the human heart can be awakened from what seems like a deep sleep by the simplest things.
Looks like a wonderful organization and I know you'll defnitely make an impact.
I know quite a few folks who have therapy dogs and they, too, have the most heart-warming stories. Alzheimer's patients come to life and totally light up when the dogs come in to visit the nursing homes. I can only imagine how much more comforting all kinds of therapy must be in hospice.
I also think it's extremely admirable that you want to do something to help others with your incredible talents, +odd.
and i tell ya...if anyone is interested...one of the most interesting and enlightening things i have been learning
is all the many different merging and intersecting histories of the world's various healing traditions
...ranging from 3000 bc to present
especially how there was some really amazing interfaith hospice work that happened in europe (especially spain) prior to the inquisition (when over 30 million books were burned throughout Spain)
...there were actual dialogues between jewish, christian, and muslim thinkers and healers surrounding hospice care in those days
and there are a ton of amazing manuscripts, artifacts and relics used in the historical part of these classes, too
where people from all over the world have just given this stuff to this center for the work they have been doing
i actually got to handle one of those tear-bottles mentioned in the gospels (made from the thinnest roman glass) from the first century
..it even still has salt crusted on the inside
for a kid like me...its kinda like being in an Indiana Jones movie..hehe
...i find this stuff almost as exciting and rewarding as learning how to communicate with people in a coma
My dad was in hospice for the last month of his life. We all knew he was terminal(copd) and had heard how difficult the last days often are for copd patients. Dad's lung doc reccomended the hospice.
Hospice managed dad's last days so well. He had enough of the right type of medicine to be comfortable those last days. The staff was wonderful, and as many family members as desired could be with him around the clock. Mom was able to stay in his room, which was lovely and not clinical.
I never cease to be amazed by the intertwining of the simplicities and complexities of life.
Monday we returned to our hometown to attend the funeral of a dear friend who died at the new hospice residence at the age of 95. She was one of my dearest, spriritual mentors. She always said, "There is nothing sweeter nor more satisfiying than knowing you are where God would have you to be." In the last year, she frequently would express a desire "to be called home" as she suffered with dementia and in recent days, a broken hip.
We were well prepared to celebrate her life with people we had not seen for several years.
What we were not prepared for when we arrived at the service was to find out that her daughter-in-law, who was also dear to us was transferred to the hospice the night before. Everyone thought that someone else had let us know about her brief but devastating illness.
We were unbelievably shocked. She was one of the people we longed to see - to laugh with and to cry with.
We were able to spend some good moments together and I am grateful.
But, I am reminded again at how the predictability and surprise of death affect me. When this topic was started, I responded as a nurse. Yesterday I responded as a well prepared friend, as well as a poorly prepared friend.
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ebn57
Your life will never be the same.
Some of the most intense living that I ever experienced was during the years that I was a hospice nurse. I never could have imagined the impact this would have on me and on my family.
One of the best analogies for me is that of a dying celestial star. http://heasarc.gsfc.nasa.gov/docs/snr.html
They burn so brightly and so purely - there is so much energy at the end. No wonder it is called a super nova.
As an artist, you will be amazed at the response to your gifts. We had a music therapist at one hospice and I marvelled at the therapeutic effect of music in the last days and hours of a person's life.
I would never trade any time that I worked as a hospice nurse.
Kindest regards.
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Hi Todd
I'm excited to see you this goes for you too! I'd like to check out Hospice as a Social Worker; maybe as in intern next year.
The experiences I've had with hospice thus far have been on the receiving end. When my maternal grandmother was dying, we brought in hospice and it was wonderful!!!!
When it was time for her to go, they encouraged us as to what to say, do, etc. The bottom line was to do whatever we wanted to do. The best part was that they suggested my then three year old daughter be there if she wanted to. It took alot of conversation and thought on my part to decided if that was good and I came to the conclusion it could be. She wanted to be there, as she knew Grandma Great was dying, and she had spent much time with her as I cared for her 10-12 hours a day. It was a very good experience for her and all of us.
I also got involved in Hospice Grief counseling after my husband died, although he died suddenly and we didn't use the services prior.
Good luck to you! Please keep us posted.
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thank you both for your responses and excitement and well wishes
Shell, not sure where you live,
but this center also offers these amazing courses in OH and elsewhere
...world class material
and much worth travelling to
complete with CEUs for counselors
and with a strong respect for interfaith and cultural aspects of the work
...truly, a revolutionary continuation of Dame Cicely Saunder's vision
:)
feel free to email or pm me
and ebn57...thank you
that super nova is such an apt comparison of what it can be like
reminds me of "the law of dissipative structures," as described by Ilya Priogene:
"whenever any system in the universe breaks down, it always reorganizes into a higher order"
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good luck and great journey... keep us posted!
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dmiller
Good luck Sir G. :)
A friend of mine works with disabled folks, and occasionally brings her pet bird (charlie) into work.
Some of those folks who are non-verbal, severely withdrawn into themselves --
and who basically stare at their shoes all day long refusing human contact ---
will let the bird sit on their finger, shoulder, etc., and *talk* to it continually.
You can (and will) make a difference! :)
If a bird can do wonders for folks -- think of what you have to offer. ;)
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Well, other posters advertise their churches on here so you might as well too !! Now I know why you and Clay been posting the way you have down in 'doctrinal' !!
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please, no one respond to allan on this thread
though i fear it may be too late
thank you
...
btw...thank you dmiller for the story about the bird
my wife and i have long been interested in animal related therapies
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Sir G -- Yes --- *animal therapy* goes where no *man* can. :)
Bringing in a dog or a cat is a workable thing, and lot's of folks respond to that.
But there is something different about a bird.
Maybe it's the beak pecking at you,
Maybe it's the feel of the claws on your shoulder,
Perhaps it's the fact that it can fly from you to another person.
Whatever it is --- it has evoked a response from some folks who do nothing more ---
than stare at their shoes all day.
Your music and art, can do the same.
Everyone deserves dignity --- and you're there to give it to them.
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I have posted my views on the 'anamcara project' down in doctrinal under the thread of 'them which are asleep'
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sir, I wish you well in your endeavors. I'm sure you'll bring great comfort to people.
david, your mention of the bird reminds me of something:
When my aunt was in a nursing home years ago, I was allowed to take her two cats to visit her. Living in the nursing home was an elderly eastern Euroipean woman. Every time I went for a visit, she was sitting alone, staring silently, blankly ahead of her. I never saw her interacting with other residents or the staff. She always looked so sad. My impression was that she spoke no English (or, as is common in people with cognitive loss, had reverted to her native language).
On the days when I took the cats to see Aunt Casey, we would stop and visit with anyone else who showed an interest. That silent, sad woman would light up like you wouldn't believe. She would break her silence as she reached for one of the cats to hold on her lap. She would grin and chatter to him in her language, in what sounded like baby talk.
It's amazing how the human heart can be awakened from what seems like a deep sleep by the simplest things.
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Abigail
Best wishes to you in this endeavor, friend. Hospice does some great things for people.
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Looks like a wonderful organization and I know you'll defnitely make an impact.
I know quite a few folks who have therapy dogs and they, too, have the most heart-warming stories. Alzheimer's patients come to life and totally light up when the dogs come in to visit the nursing homes. I can only imagine how much more comforting all kinds of therapy must be in hospice.
I also think it's extremely admirable that you want to do something to help others with your incredible talents, +odd.
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thanks again, you guys
and i tell ya...if anyone is interested...one of the most interesting and enlightening things i have been learning
is all the many different merging and intersecting histories of the world's various healing traditions
...ranging from 3000 bc to present
especially how there was some really amazing interfaith hospice work that happened in europe (especially spain) prior to the inquisition (when over 30 million books were burned throughout Spain)
...there were actual dialogues between jewish, christian, and muslim thinkers and healers surrounding hospice care in those days
and there are a ton of amazing manuscripts, artifacts and relics used in the historical part of these classes, too
where people from all over the world have just given this stuff to this center for the work they have been doing
i actually got to handle one of those tear-bottles mentioned in the gospels (made from the thinnest roman glass) from the first century
..it even still has salt crusted on the inside
for a kid like me...its kinda like being in an Indiana Jones movie..hehe
...i find this stuff almost as exciting and rewarding as learning how to communicate with people in a coma
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Suda
Hospice is such a great field, and such a blessing to both those in their last days, and their loved ones. Know you will make a positive impact.
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This is too cool!!!! I don't know you but I like your name!
I have not been to the doctrinal thread to see any of the other discussions....so I am flying a bit blind here!
I am looking forward to exploring that link!
It seems that quite a few indigious cultures have a natural way to exit the human experience! They call for a party and celebrate thier lives!
And then the departing person sits down and shuts down the body systems!
Now THAT sounds like a plan!!!!
"cuz i am really only a tadpole of a student in all this
and mostly just want to let yall know what i'm up to
and see if anyone else is interested "
I am VERY interested..... THANKS!!
Janet
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My dad was in hospice for the last month of his life. We all knew he was terminal(copd) and had heard how difficult the last days often are for copd patients. Dad's lung doc reccomended the hospice.
Hospice managed dad's last days so well. He had enough of the right type of medicine to be comfortable those last days. The staff was wonderful, and as many family members as desired could be with him around the clock. Mom was able to stay in his room, which was lovely and not clinical.
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I never cease to be amazed by the intertwining of the simplicities and complexities of life.
Monday we returned to our hometown to attend the funeral of a dear friend who died at the new hospice residence at the age of 95. She was one of my dearest, spriritual mentors. She always said, "There is nothing sweeter nor more satisfiying than knowing you are where God would have you to be." In the last year, she frequently would express a desire "to be called home" as she suffered with dementia and in recent days, a broken hip.
We were well prepared to celebrate her life with people we had not seen for several years.
What we were not prepared for when we arrived at the service was to find out that her daughter-in-law, who was also dear to us was transferred to the hospice the night before. Everyone thought that someone else had let us know about her brief but devastating illness.
We were unbelievably shocked. She was one of the people we longed to see - to laugh with and to cry with.
We were able to spend some good moments together and I am grateful.
But, I am reminded again at how the predictability and surprise of death affect me. When this topic was started, I responded as a nurse. Yesterday I responded as a well prepared friend, as well as a poorly prepared friend.
I never cease to be amazed.
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sirguessalot
hmmm
gratefully reading all the responses on this thread...thank you
reality sure has a powerful way of intruding on well-prepared concepts and theories
...may we let them intrude that we may become wiser
...and yes...may we never cease to be amazed
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excathedra
i'm so touched by the Gaelic meaning "soul friend"
i'm so glad for you t and for all the people you touch (including me)
love,e
i'm 49 but not for long ;)
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well, believe it or not, E...that means a whole heckuva lot to me, coming from you
and btw...for what its worth...my mom's life turned inside out and upside down when she turned 50
(and in all the good ways)
it was a real crossroads for her...when everything started to come together
and all the crud and crapola of her early years began to change into her wisdom and her gifts
...and i think especially because she is actually watching it happen, and her kids are too
anyway...i long for a world when growing old can be seen as the gift it is
and to have the dignity and grace for when it is not a gift at all
(gawd, E, i hope that didnt sound like i think yer getting old fast or anything....i actually love talking to you for your youthfulness )
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excathedra
awwww i love ya, t
thanks for your post and about your mom and all
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bringing to top because i'm a sh!t. not really i think it's great
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