My husband passed, in our home, a week ago. We did the intake interviews, but declined in home hospice care, after some consideration. And, as I had felt so strongly, we really did not require it. Our PCP was willing to prescribe pain meds, and is very nearby our house, so further care was easily accessed if we had needed it. But we didn’t.
I have never arranged a funeral, thank heavens for my friends, they shepherded me through it all, I’d have been so lost. I am stunned what a grieving loved one must manage at such a difficult time. I hope I never have to do it again.
It very much feels like I’m suddenly living in a different world and I am very much, a different person than I was a week ago. Exhaustion saw me sleeping the first few days, now it’s getting to be a struggle. Just as winter’s cold and darkness descends.