I asked if I would be able to bring him home on hospice and care for him. “He won’t make it out the door,” the nurse said. “The level of oxygen he’s getting cannot be given on home health care.” So, I eagerly waited for Friday to see him, but that didn’t happen. He died Thursday morning at 4:00am.
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Fear and Anxiety
I was vaguely aware of a very distant-sounding high-pitched noise. The siren. I struggled to concentrate on the faint sound, to go toward it, but everything was black. Yet, in my unconscious state, I knew if I could get to that sound, I would be okay. But the thick darkness swirled in.
When Paths Cross
That meeting encouraged me of the impact prayer has on another person, and the reassurance for another woman that God cares and hears us when we pray.