My nana, who is dying of endstage emphysema, and getting worse every day told the hospice chaplain that she wants to die with me and my two boys at her side....um, i love her with all of my heart and would do anything for her, and if i have to, I would be at her side, but I pray to God that when he decides to bring her home to please let him do it in her sleep....idk that i will be able to not totally lose it if im there when it happens, i know i dont want my 10 year old to endure that, and my 18 year old says no way, he can barely handle to come visit her periiodically b/c the ill lady in the other room is not his nana....so do I discuss this with her? Do i discuss it with hospice chaplain and ask him to talk to her about it, or do I just leave it it God's hands, since that's where it all is anyway. And am I selfish for even thinking any of this?
Try to remember the good times and try to tell your mom about them. The hearing is the last sense to go even when you think they can't know what is being said. Soothing talk helps even though they probably can't respond vocally. And holding hands also helps.
Bless you, pooh!! My heart hears your cry.
I would talk to the chaplain - I think that would help a lot!
HONOR yourself as you Care for others!
Thank you for being here with us and sharing your pain. It hurts so bad. Mom has only been gone since this Wednesday and I have been crying and sleeping so much. You rest too Pooh because you worked so hard to make it good for your Nana. You are a good daughter and granddaughter and like Always said, Nana left behind an angel and that angel is you.
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Take care.
Much peace and blessings to you and your family and thank you so much for sharing your story with us.
God bless you and give you strength to remember all that was good.
"As for me, I'm spending time in there, and time out of there...."
May your nana, and you, be at peace. There is no formula when it comes to living, or dying. Sounds like you are trying to maintain a sense of balance, serenity and peace, instead of worry and guilt. I'm proud of you, pooh.
My Daddy taught me that once I had done my best, angels could do no more, and that only I knew whether I had done my best. Follow your spirit, not conventions. Hugs. Praying you and your nana through this difficult life transition.
I'm so glad I found this place, if only I had looked earlier....but I'm thankful for all the support and advice I have found here in the short time I've been here.