Sitting beside my lung cancer patient with high pulse rate, trying to understand what is happening in his body with leaking fluids on his right hand and swelling in extremities, high pulse , low blood pressure and his meds, I played the meditation station using Alexa. At 89, he never smokes, but worked as mechanical engineer and wood shop creative. He started with polyps during his colonoscopy at 50 and took care of his wife with chronic illness for more than 20 years.
This morning he said, morning cute Connie. I massaged his swollen right arm while listening to his complaints about his hospital bed in his living room.
With many dying clients, I know that when the knees gave up, death is near. He can still walk. Only that, can his love one endure with him till the end or will they give him to hospice for morphine?