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... a hydro-morphine overdose, they just gave him more than his body could handle and he died of respiratory depression, he basically could not catch his breath - he was terrified, I could see it in his eyes,...
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... She was my best friend and u was there almost everyday for 2 months while she was in thw hospital and I was there non stop for the last 48 hours of her life and I was there for the last breathe and I...
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... go home to their husbands. I guess I don't know where to go from here...
Did a therapist help? Or a support group on grief?
I guess it would be nice to hear from others out their...
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... with him in our space, just loving each other.
We got into a fight over something extremely stupid and I dropped him off at his house and went to my mums in the next town over... The next morning,...
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... Verdana; font-size: 10pt; ">My brothers 2 oldest daughters (he had 3) were very good at keeping the family lines open and made every effort to keep in touch with myself and their Grandmother (who is 92). ...
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... mother's passing.
I feel like my compass no longer has a true north. My needle is just spinning and spinning.....
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... and comfort with understanding and sometimes with a sprinkle of humour. Her nickname on Virtual Hospice was very fitting – “pas si rose” – “not so rose” “not so rosy”. While she was frank and shared openly...
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... I would have survived it.
Mom had home support workers, come twice a day, to handle helping her go potty, wash up and dress. They were in the morning and afternoon, while David and I handled...
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Hello Everyone ;
It has been awhile since posting on this site, as work has been keeping me crazy busy as well as my decision to return to college to obtain my Palliative Care Certificate. I...