the colour of death
Death comes in many colours, and each one is different.
Although as a health professional I might have seen more deaths than many
everyone has been different. I cannot now recall them all, but a few will
stay with me forever.
I consider it a privilege to be with someone at the end of their life, and
hope someone is there for me when I face my death
I agree Penny, I have also had that privilege. I have been with my husband when his death came suddenly, with my mum as she became ill and her death was the outcome of her illness. I have also supported family members of service users at work.
All of this has given me an insight into how close family feel at this very precious time, which has helped me to understand their needs and how best to support them through it.
I have recently just experienced my first death as a senior at our care home, I looked after her and stayed by her side all the night shift, making sure she was comfy. I sat doing all my paperwork chatting to her about my little girl.
By the end of the shift I knew she didn't have long. She passed away a few hours later calmly and no longer in pain. I said my goodbyes a little sad as I had looked after this lady in her own home a yr previous to this.
I though it would be a scary thing but it was nice and relaxed the lady was peaceful.
I love being a carer