Category: End of Life
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Turning points
Loretta S. DownsChicago, Illinois, USA My mother’s end-of-life was 15 years long. It began the day my father died and she became dependent upon her children to fill the roles he had played throughout their 61-year marriage. We managed relatively well, and her health continued to be good for nearly seven years. By the time…
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A Christmas party
Loretta S. DownsChicago, Illinois, USA A war started the day my mother was forced to move into a nursing home. After years of slow progression, the stenosis in her back refused to let her live independently any longer. From the moment she arrived, I spent five days a week trying to help her adjust—hoping she…
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Nostalgia ain’t what it used to be
Liam FarrellCrossmaglen, Ireland The season of mists and mellow fruitfulness is upon us again. Like Garrison Keillor, my great sin is nostalgia (my lesser sins include lust, envy, and sloth; but they hardly count, every Tom, Dick, and Harry has them), and so autumn is my favorite time of year. I can stroll contentedly through…
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Ice cream or Mozart?
Leon MorgensternLos Angeles, California, United States How would I answer a question if the quality of my life depended on the answer? A recent article about end-of-life decisions1 discussed how a worried daughter had sprung the following questions as her father was about to undergo a very risky operation: how much pain he would tolerate…
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The myth of the white coat
Lauren B. SmithAnn Arbor, Michigan, United States Nana, my grandmother, sat expectantly at the edge of the examining table. Our family huddled near her in the forced intimacy of the clinic room, and I was warm in my white coat. As a pathologist, I rarely wore it since I do not see patients, but I…
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Latricia
Kristin Adams FornerOhio, USA We were running. The stampede of our wooden clogs beat the linoleum that lined the hallway from the operating rooms to the intensive care units. The metal contents of our pockets clanged each time our feet hit the ground. Latricia’s monitors relentlessly announced the status of her dying organs, and within…
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The spiritual dimension of facilitating advance directives planning: The congregational setting as a vital resource
Kathleen BlanchfieldRomeoville, Illinois Introduction As a registered nurse, chaplaincy intern, and faith community nurse, I have been privileged to assist in advance directives planning and implementation in the congregational setting. A blessing of working as a faith community nurse is the ability to engage others in the subject of advance care planning in a protected environment…
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Kiran
Katherine ArnupOttawa, Canada “We have a new man in Room 7,” the hospice co-ordinator explained in our morning briefing. “He’s 76, Indian, and very private. And he doesn’t like appellations.” “Appellations?” “You know, like ‘sweetie’, or ‘dear’. He doesn’t really like that sort of thing,” the coordinator explained. “Who would do that?” I asked, incredulous.…
