CW: death and cancer
Two personal posts in a day. Wow. Y’all are really putting up with me and my non-bookish thoughts, aren’t you?? (I kid, I kid.)
But, I haven’t talked much about my practicum and the things that I’m exposed to. I’m seeing patients on my own, or mostly on my own, these days. I had five in mind, but one of them began actively dying last Wednesday. For those who don’t know, there is a difference between dying and actively dying. As he was on hospice, he is in the dying process, but actively dying means that a person is going to die, perhaps, in a few hours or a week. There are certain signs that crop up so you know it’s happening.
Late last night, he passed away after being actively dying since last Wednesday. He lived through his daughter’s birthday and his own. And died on his birthday.
I have to say, I’m sad about it. I had a bit of a cry because he was a nice man and his family are good people. Yes, he’s in a better place where his cancer is no longer bothering him and he’s able to do the things that he hasn’t been able to.
But, I’m still sad.
It’s hard because I had a relationship with him. I’m hoping that I’ll be able to go to his memorial service or funeral to have a bit more closure, but I’m just processing at the moment.
I’m all good, just so y’all know. It’s just one of those things that happens.