Today I got text that one of my patients died. This was a surprise as she did not seem to be that sick. And now I will add her name to the little jeweled box on my kitchen table. It contains the names of patients I have treated either as an Occupational Therapist or as an end of life caregiver/chaplain. The little box is getting full.
When I saw her yesterday she had two family members sitting by her bed. Lucy ( not her real name) was her usual impish self. Her son in law and daughter were concerned that she would miss therapy because of her bronchitis. Well, unfortunately that came to be the truth. None of us thought she wouldn't be here come Monday morning.
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