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Come quick, give us hope for peace! Once when things had settled down, he stepped outside to calm his nerves with a smoke break. Before he got back the contractions were going crazy. He refused to leave the room after that no matter how bad he wanted a cigarette. Burger King was giving away a series of Alf stuffed toys in their kids meal. Each week he would stop by and get the newest addition to save for JB. It is the only one I am missing.
Anytime I was hospitalized, Richard stayed with me at night. He always curled up in the bed next to me because neither of us slept well apart. Before he left that morning he assured me that when it came time for delivery he would be there no matter what! I will be by your side the entire time. I love you son! By far the hardest thing I ever did was to be wheeled to the delivery room, a little over a month after that conversation, with only his photo for comfort.
Richard was truly an amazing man. I so wish JB could have met him in person -but he will one day. This by NO means covers it all.
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It is just a small glimpse of a wonderful, loving, and kind man. They help all residents who wish to attend do so, even those with cognitive impairment or physical disability. My goal is to ensure everyone feels safe and comfortable, whatever their beliefs. If it is a service for multiple residents of differing faiths, I lead it in an inter-faith manner to be respectful of all. This approach is appreciated by all, since this is not the time to be opportunistic and promote my own faith just because I have a captive audience and a microphone.
Such services become part of the culture of these living communities and skilled nursing facilities who do it consistently and well. It creates a greater sense of connection, community, and dignity for all involved. Even those experiencing advanced dementia appear to recognize the ritual. Words to old sacred songs can still sometimes be sung, word for word, even when speech is long gone. You show up and pay your respects. One spunky resident at a skilled nursing facility said to me after the death of one of her facility neighbors,.
We deserve more than being snuck out of here like dirty garbage with no one saying a word. So does she! At these services, family members hear stories they never knew about before from residents and staff, and vice versa. Families get the chance to say goodbye to the facility family of residents and staff who have often become a significant part of their lives as they have been with their loved one who lives there. Staff get the chance to connect with their compassion satisfaction that combats compassion fatigue, by recounting what the person meant to them and being able to share tears at a service, where it is ethically appropriate to let down their guard and do so.
They need to say goodbye, too! The New York Times posted an excellent article a couple of years ago about this very issue. Euphemisms around death may feel easier to us, but truly help no one and unintentionally dishonor reality. We can do better with handling death in such communities and, when we do, everyone experiences the benefits. End of life rituals are important, but they are also a mystery to many. There are two things I do not suffer from: brevity and long-range organization.
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Honestly, I still have much to learn! Watching families caught off guard, uncertain what mom or dad, a sibling or spouse, would want for their end of life care is sad and frustrating. These wishes and decisions include what one wants to happen with their body after death. When a person dies, no matter how well-prepared we think we are, the emotional, mental, and physical stress catches just about everyone off guard.
Trying to make decisions when our brains and hearts are trying to wrap themselves around the sudden absence of one we love and our pre-frontal cortex is shut down in distress is way too hard. Far too often I see persons denied the necessary space to grieve because they are too busy navigating logistics. Making decisions on behalf of someone else, trying to please everyone and hack off no one, and plan a ritual that will help you, too, can be too much! There is no reason to not make these plans ahead of time.
So what exactly needs to be considered? I look forward to other thoughts or suggestions from you about things I may have missed, since this series of topics has tendrils of information and options I may have neglected to cover. Together, we can make end of life rituals far less overwhelming and scary, and devise them in a way that brings maximum healing for the grief that comes when someone we love is no longer with us in physical form.
Through her Carla Cheatham Consulting Group, Carla provides training and consulting for professional caregivers nationwide. There are plenty of things you would NOT want me to do—your taxes, for instance, or even the minimal chemistry involved in helping your child with her 4 th grade science project—but one thing I will confess to being very good at is performing funerals.
I literally have a list of persons who have claimed me in their wills, naming me to their loved ones as the only person allowed to bury them when the time comes. That they would trust those they love, when they are hurting the most, to the words and actions I use when conducting a ritual is humbling, and I do not take it lightly. We use ritual all the time. We celebrate birthdays and anniversaries to honor persons and relationships. We mark other rites of passage like graduations, marriages, births, retirements, etc. Being the youngest of my family, I only knew my grandparents in their later years, not long before their deaths, so I only knew one facet of them.
I learned so much about my grandmother at her funeral from the stories of those who knew her at different stages of her life, and who knew her as something other than my grandmother.
Some 25 years later, I still remember them, and they are dear to me. Grandmother started the first kindergarten in the small town where I was raised and taught elementary children for some 4 decades. I heard stories from those who knew her as friend, devoted member of civic organizations, beloved childhood teacher, massive fundraiser for cancer research, member of a faith community who mentored and encouraged young clergy, and so much more.
It soothed me then, and does so now, to know these things about her. Rituals do even more. Suffice it to say that we need the time and space of rituals to give us room to grieve collectively and receive support without being shamed, squelched, or hurried up in any way.
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I believe the two are not mutually exclusive, and will speak to the way to balance these two needs in a later post as well. We need to gather, give and receive support, share stories, give ourselves and each other permission to share our emotions, look back on what was and re-story a new relationship with the one who is no longer there. How we go about doing that is both an art and a science. As hospice and palliative care matures as a field, we will naturally face growing pains, which can be traumatic for the patients and families who fall through our cracks.
In the second post in this series, I wrote about a call to action and advocacy as a way of re-storying a better ending for anyone receiving end of life care, and those who love them.