I was not surprised when our hospice patient told us that she had had a bad week. She didn’t look well – and it was difficult for her to communicate. This is how it goes… there are good weeks and bad weeks; good days and bad.
Inspite of her pain, she grinned from ear-to-ear when she saw James and invited him up on her bed so she could pet him easily. She chatted with us, but with great difficulty. We kept our visit fairly short. She thanked us for coming and said, I’ll see you next week!