I worked for Kaiser Hospital for over twenty-four years. Half of that time in the Emergency Room while the other half in hospice. I loved my work tremendously. Spiritually I was led to Yolo Hospice eight years ago. I wasn’t even looking for a job, but followed my heart and drove over for the interview.
Walking into their lobby, I had no thought about quitting Kaiser. Two hours after the job interview, Yolo called and offered me the job. It was to do the admissions for their program. I was a case manager at Kaiser which brings along a lot of responsibility and interruptions in one’s day. Doing admissions gives me pleasure as the Admitting Department tells me the time and place of an admission and I go with the Admitting nurse. I meet so many amazing people while getting to hear their stories. I explain the hospice program while assessing their grief, their support and over all how things are going. I then return to the office to document and then I am done and onto the next admission.
I meet so many amazing, appreciative folks. It doesn’t get any better. The rewards are seeing grateful faces and hearing appreciative words routinely. We all hear thank you so frequently, it is so wonderful. I truly believe it is the little things that are profound. We all walk in with our hearts while patients and families feel that love.
This grieving husband gave me
a priceless hug. This is a perfect
example of why I do what I do. I will
continue to do this work, until the time, which may or may not come, when it is
my time to go. I tell people, “When it
becomes work, I will then go.”
THIS IS SO WHY
I, occasionally will get
asked
similar questions now and
then;
“When are you going to
retire?
When are you going to quit?”
I retired eight years ago
from a job I totally loved.
I was spiritually led here
knowing it was my time to come.
I am honored to do what I do.
Wanting and needing our
support,
folks graciously welcome us
into their home.
Then thank us so deeply just
for our presence.
They have been married for
over fifty years.
An inter-racial, gay couple.
Becoming one in the prejudice
1970’s,
made them love each other
even more.
His grief penetrated him so
deeply.
I listened and validated what
he had to say.
I didn’t say much but
graciously
offered empathy and heartfelt
support.
As I was leaving, he stopped
me on the front porch.
He paused and stood quietly
for a moment.
Then turning, he hugged me so
tightly;
while trembling, he gently
laid his head on my shoulder.
He was thanking me for my
support
while giving me the greatest
gift of all.
This is why I continue to do
what I do.
This is so why.
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