Summer is coming....

That card is beautiful, Wands!

And speaking of dying incidents, when my mother passed, my father was only a few months behind her.

And Debi, I worked with geriatrics for awhile, and had many interesting things happen with the dying. Once, when I had gone to see a patient in her room, she had the oddest look in her eyes. I started to talk to her, because she was a new patient there, but the whole time we talked, I kept feeling as if I were being nudged to leave the room. She told me she was in pain, but the look on her face was so peaceful and happy while she said it. I finally felt compelled to leave the room, not understanding why. I had gone back to my desk when I heard a code called over the PA system and could hear people rushing to her room. The moment I had left, she had gotten into her bed and died!
 
That card is beautiful, Wands!

And speaking of dying incidents, when my mother passed, my father was only a few months behind her.

And Debi, I worked with geriatrics for awhile, and had many interesting things happen with the dying. Once, when I had gone to see a patient in her room, she had the oddest look in her eyes. I started to talk to her, because she was a new patient there, but the whole time we talked, I kept feeling as if I were being nudged to leave the room. She told me she was in pain, but the look on her face was so peaceful and happy while she said it. I finally felt compelled to leave the room, not understanding why. I had gone back to my desk when I heard a code called over the PA system and could hear people rushing to her room. The moment I had left, she had gotten into her bed and died!
Yup! All...the...time....

We used to ask family to leave the room to get something to eat so the patient would feel free to exit.
 
That card is beautiful, Wands!

And speaking of dying incidents, when my mother passed, my father was only a few months behind her.

And Debi, I worked with geriatrics for awhile, and had many interesting things happen with the dying. Once, when I had gone to see a patient in her room, she had the oddest look in her eyes. I started to talk to her, because she was a new patient there, but the whole time we talked, I kept feeling as if I were being nudged to leave the room. She told me she was in pain, but the look on her face was so peaceful and happy while she said it. I finally felt compelled to leave the room, not understanding why. I had gone back to my desk when I heard a code called over the PA system and could hear people rushing to her room. The moment I had left, she had gotten into her bed and died!

Thank you GS. I elected to be late to a birthday card delivery and also bought my GF a Hallmark card so that I could create one first which was more personal to me...a simple representation of my thankfulness.

Thank you too for sharing the coded patient event. It’s helpful to know another medical professional on the forum. I’m not as clinically inclined as you and Debi but I have my own unstated contributions to medicine.
 
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Yup! All...the...time....

We used to ask family to leave the room to get something to eat so the patient would feel free to exit.

I read a very similar point on Reddit last night Debi. The implication was that the patient was unable or unwilling to die in front of family. They only passed after they were alone for a few moments. I sensed significant strength and very deep love in those perceptions. Hoping not shame nor weakness.
 
Yup! All...the...time....

We used to ask family to leave the room to get something to eat so the patient would feel free to exit.
Wow, that's so cool! I didn't realize until now, that this was a gift; to be able to tell when someone is about to pass over. It got to the point when I saw someone struggling, I would whisper in their ear that it was alright to let go.
 
Wow, that's so cool! I didn't realize until now, that this was a gift; to be able to tell when someone is about to pass over. It got to the point when I saw someone struggling, I would whisper in their ear that it was alright to let go.
That is a sweet thing that is often said, but I've found that every one of my patients knew that. I sometimes had to pull family out of the room to stop them from it becoming almost a chant....it could get to the point many felt they were being pushed. That is another reason when I could sense someone ready, I'd ask family to get a bite to eat or something. It was well meant, but it was often times a "cheering" squad issue. I found that most people prefer to quietly exit with dignity.

I sat with a woman who taught me that. She and I had built a bond, and she asked me to sit with her and NOT SAY ANYTHING. She told me she was ready to go and just wanted me to hold her hand. I did. I'm trained, and she passed so quietly I had to check twice before I was sure she had. Sometimes a quiet prayerful moment is what is needed more than anything else, at least in my experience.
 
Camping and atv riding for sure
 
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