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hausboy -> RE: I Admit It I........ (4/28/2012 8:02:57 PM)
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I admit....
I left my friends house late last night--he was finally sleeping when I left. I came back this a.m. and he was resting but he literally crashed before my eyes. Spent the day today at the ER with his wife. And finally, he's in an inpatient hospice.
it's a gorgeous facility--looks and feels like a swiss chalet. I arranged for a social worker to meet with B.'s wife for grief counseling. It won't be too much longer but at least he is someplace where they will ensure he is comfortable.
You just can't imagine how much I love this guy.
I admit that being in the hospice center is incredibly comforting. Every person in the building is going through what we're going through.
It at first seemed odd for a total stranger to be pouring a cup of coffee next to you and blurt out: my wife of 38 years is dying....each one of us there has a story. It's as if the more we practice saying it out loud to strangers, it will somehow get easier...and it does. I've held it together all this time but I had to duck into a bathroom so that B's wife wouldn't see me break down. Something about that comfortable building that just helps you let it all go.
I admit that I've experienced a tremendous amount of loss over the years-- to suicide, homicide, overdoses, AIDS, accidents and cancer-- this one is tough.
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