Saturday, February 25, 2023

ONE MISTAKE

The hospice nurse and I admitted, “Frank”, age thirty-seven, to our hospice program secondary to Hepatitis C and liver disease.  When Frank was in high school, he hung out with a rough crowd.  He so respected his buddies that he would always faithfully protect them.  Frank witnessed a murder whereby one of his friends shot and killed his girlfriend.  His friend got arrested, but Frank would not state to anyone what he witnessed.  Frank subsequently received thirteen years in prison. 

Frank has a lot of tattoos that he received while in prison.  Due to that, he was then diagnosed with Hepatitis C just a few years ago.  The doctors told him that he likely has had Hepatitis C for many, many years, without any symptoms.  

Frank was released from prison and turned his life around.  He got a great paying job with an air conditioning company.  He married his sweetheart and now has two young children.  Everything changed a few months back when he started to develop symptoms.  His disease hit him hard to where he could no longer work. 

Frank has had multiple hospitalizations due to his illness.  He was recently informed that there is no further available treatment.  He then told his wife recently, “I don’t want to die, but I know there is no more to be done.” 

When we walked into their home today, Frank was in a deep sleep.  The nurse told his wife that he is likely transitioning with only a few days at most.  She is coping the best she can by embracing her children and listening to music.  She has good family support and will reach out to them; and they to her. 

It just seems that his life was cut so short because of one mistake twenty years ago.  One blessing for him though, he did have seven years of freedom with his beautiful wife and two children. 


ONE MISTAKE

 

When he was in high school.

he hung out with a rough crowd.

It was brutal; but exciting.

He adamantly respected his mates.

 

He went to prison for thirteen years

when he was only seventeen.

He was protecting his friend,

who shot and killed his girlfriend.

 

He stayed quiet and wouldn’t talk.

He would not speak any blame.

His friend got life in prison,

while he was just released

                    only a few years ago.

 

He turned his life around.

He got a good job with good pay.

He married his sweetheart

while raising their two young kids.

 

Unfortunately, he has Hepatitis C

from receiving so many prison tattoos.

There is nothing more to be done.

He likely has only days left to live.

 

He has learned from his mistakes.

He has been working hard; becoming successful;

but having poor judgment at age seventeen

turned his life totally around.

 

He saw it as just helping a friend,

but it cascaded into turmoil; into chaos.

His life will be forever shortened,

from one simple, but very formidable

                    mistake.

 

Saturday, February 18, 2023

STILL AROUND

Hospice’s Bereavement Department follows families thirteen months after the death of their loved one.  The Social Work Case Manager will call the primary bereaved a few days after the death as well.  I had a slow day today as there were surprisingly no admissions.   When I have time like today, I reach out to my fellow Social Workers asking how I can help.  I was given seven bereavement calls to do for them. 

On each patient, I read the admission note, because likely I have admitted many of them.  Reading my admission notes does trigger my memory about the patient and family.   Spiritually, we all believe what is right for us to believe.  I can’t prove my belief, and no one else can disprove it.  We all believe what gives us support. 

The story this daughter told me was amazing.  It totally validated my belief system of afterlife.  I was taught that heaven was miles away beyond the galaxy.  Doing hospice for so many years, I hear so many beautiful stories about loved ones letting their family know they are okay after the death.  It supports my belief that heaven is right around us on a different energy level.  Be it true or not, it does support my spiritual belief.  In the end, does any of us really know?  No one can truly say.  I just anticipate, and do believe, it will be what it is suppose to be.  Goodness for all, I hope.


STILL AROUND

 

In wanting to support our families,

we make a condolence call

a few days after the death

to offer compassion and sympathy.

 

I met this family a few months ago

when Mom was first admitted to hospice.

Her three daughters were so devoted to her

as all shared caring for her as she needed.

 

With this incredible family bond,

along with their strong Christian faith,

I knew they would be alright as they believe

that even in death, Mom will always be nearby.

 

“Your Mom will let you know

in a way that you will understand

that she is okay;

                    that she is still around.”

 

“While at the church making arrangements,

we asked each other about using her middle name.

Mom has always hated her middle name.

What is the proper thing for us to do?”

 

“At that same, exact moment,

a large, adjacent door slammed shut;

interrupting and startling us all.

Mom was loudly telling us what to do.”

 

Who we are is so not just our body,

but our essence lies in our heart; our soul.

Mom has powerfully let her daughters know

she will always and forever continue to still

                    be around.

 


Saturday, February 11, 2023

HUMOR

I first met, fifty-nine-year-old “Jenni”, six months ago when she was admitted to our hospice program.  Jenni was diagnosed with a brain tumor one year ago.  She went through chemotherapy and radiation to no avail.  Jenni has tremendous support from her family.  In addition, she has a strong Christian faith which helps her cope.  

Jenni lives with her husband, “Will”.  He is so attentive to Jenni’s needs.  He shared, “I so wish I could do more for her”.  I replied, “You are giving Jenni the best gift of all; unconditional love.”  Jenni and Will are both very realistic regarding Jenni’s slow decline and poor prognosis.  Will shared, “Every day we are together, is so special”.  

Seeing Jenni today was surprising as she was so much weaker and thinner than when I first met her six months ago.  But, wonderfully, what hasn’t changed, is her positive attitude and appreciation of life.  In addition, Jenni so embraces her family’s support.   What I also so love about Jenni is her wonderful sense of humor.  Using humor at any time is great, but when it is used during difficult times, it definitely takes the edge off.

 Each one of us has an individual coping mechanism and whatever we need to say or do to cope, is truly the road to take.  I wish Jenni the best.


HUMOR 

 

She was diagnosed just one year ago.

The Cat Scan showed a large brain tumor.

They advised chemotherapy and radiation.

Several permanent side effects did suddenly arise.

 

I initially met her six months ago,

when she first admitted to our program.

She has been slowly declining; becoming weaker.

                    Looking oh way too thin.

 

Two weeks ago, she went to the ER.

“It must be kidney stones”; but it was not.

Two cancerous tumors have spread to other organs.

                    There is nothing more to be done.

 

She has no concerns or fears at all,

as her family and strong faith help her cope.

When asked about her medications, she replied,

                    “I am a walking pharmacy”.

 

She is having trouble swallowing,

eating only applesauce or yogurt.

She has lost fifteen pounds this past month.

“I am one tumor away from my goal weight”.

 

In troubled times, humor is our savior.

It takes the edge off the seriousness around.

She will continue with her wit; her jokes;

as it is absolutely

                    the best medicine of all.

                   

Saturday, February 4, 2023

SO WISE

Sixty-five-year-old, “Helena”, has been on dialysis for many years.  She would go three times each week without complaint.  Helena’s husband died at sixty-three a few years ago.  She has two sons and five grandchildren.  She teased while laughing, saying, “I have four granddaughters and one grandson, “Damion”.  

Helena is Spanish speaking primarily, although knows a small amount of English.  When I went to do the admission today, Damion, translated for his grandmother.  He amazed me with his questions as they were so valuable to what he wanted to distinctly know.  He was very realistic, just like his grandmother, but wanted to so strongly know why this was happening to her.  

There are just no answers to that question.  I told him that we all are logical beings and want a logical answer.  There just isn’t one.  I informed Damion that his grandmother wasn’t being punished.  It was nothing she has done. It is just so random.  

Like his grandmother, he is accepting of her fate, which likely is only a few weeks.  He just wants to know answers as to why this is happening.  I so just wish I had that answer.  Maybe we all need to be on the other side to really know all about it.


SO WISE

 

She was living her life just fine.

Her dialysis three times a week

never slowed her down.

She adjusted, accepted, and kept on going.

 

One week ago she was told,

“The dialysis is no longer working”.

As was advised, she knowingly stopped,

while totally accepting her fate.

 

She and her two sons are realistic,

knowing she may have just weeks.

Her nineteen-year-old grandson

so graciously became her caregiver.

 

He asked many appropriate questions.

“Why is this happening so fast?

One week ago, she was living her life.

Now, she needs a lot more help”.

 

He knows to call hospice and not 911;

while clearly understanding that her time is near.

When asked a question, he pauses and thinks deeply

with answers that a wise old soul would likely say.

 

When I asked him what helps him cope,

he lit up and proudly stated, “I box!”

He will continue to care for Grandma;

while finding valued time to box.

 

As after all,

               he is a very wise,

                                   old, teenage soul.