Moments of waiting

Before I started taking care of the developmentally disabled, I was a hospice nurse. One of my resident’s (S) has an aunty who was diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer- and it’s spreading. Fast now.

So, naturally as Aunty was diagnosed I’ve been more and more involved in her care. She has no children, no living siblings and only the nephew in my care as living family, naturally I’ve been filling in for her family.

Moments have been long recently. Very long. We’ve crossed a number of markers along her path in the last two days.

Morphine.

Blood in the handkerchief.

Memory failure.

We cross these lines as individuals but we take others along. It’s a long trip.

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