My journey with hospice started about two years ago, long after the word “cancer” became part of my family’s regular vocabulary; long after my dad was diagnosed with brain cancer.
No doubt, when hospice came into our lives, it was a difficult time. Thinking about it, it’s hard to put down in words. Even though we knew his death would come, I was not ready for it. In my mind, I don’t think I really fully accepted the fact that he would pass, or thought it really would happen, but it did. When hospice first came into our home, I didn’t like it. I was angry. I was probably even ru...
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