akindheart · 70-79, F
MrMortal · 46-50, M
@akindheart Thank you!
Just to clarify, I'm not in hospital, and thankfully don't have any plans to be there any time soon. This is just a reflective piece for the times I did have to spend in hospital. Hoping that it resonates with those who share the similar experience, and with those who have loved-ones/friends/family/neighbours in hospital - be sure to visit them! They eagerly await your presence.
Just to clarify, I'm not in hospital, and thankfully don't have any plans to be there any time soon. This is just a reflective piece for the times I did have to spend in hospital. Hoping that it resonates with those who share the similar experience, and with those who have loved-ones/friends/family/neighbours in hospital - be sure to visit them! They eagerly await your presence.
Baybreeze · 41-45, F
Wow I felt a pang inside me reading this. It was truly touching and bittersweet, Bec my dad just spent a month in the hospital with a diagnosis of aggressive Lymphoma cancer, and I often thought about how he felt sad and alone.
Were you in for an extended stay? I hope you are feeling better 🪻
They told him no chemo would help. We visited often but he still did tests every other day, EKG, prodding, endless blood work, and I just felt so helpless for him. He had almost no appetite but would occasionally eat a few bites of the turkey dinner. It wasn't bad! It made me happy in those moments to order for him Bec I knew it was our last days of normalcy, him eating a few bites. 😟 He really enjoyed the jello and would order two each day. In the last week he barely ate any meal and passed on Valentine's Day. Thanks for posting Bec it's not everyday we think about the perspective of those who are ill and wish they could be doing something else. My sister had asked him, what would you enjoy doing? And he said, Anything.😕
Were you in for an extended stay? I hope you are feeling better 🪻
They told him no chemo would help. We visited often but he still did tests every other day, EKG, prodding, endless blood work, and I just felt so helpless for him. He had almost no appetite but would occasionally eat a few bites of the turkey dinner. It wasn't bad! It made me happy in those moments to order for him Bec I knew it was our last days of normalcy, him eating a few bites. 😟 He really enjoyed the jello and would order two each day. In the last week he barely ate any meal and passed on Valentine's Day. Thanks for posting Bec it's not everyday we think about the perspective of those who are ill and wish they could be doing something else. My sister had asked him, what would you enjoy doing? And he said, Anything.😕
