Hospice vs Palliative care

I can't disagree, and anything beats the image of flying dachshunds.

Yikes! Seems like an exceptionally dumb move.

Was it geese that got the plane that went down in the Hudson?

Yes, these were geese, but that flight was out of LaGuardia, not out of JFK. LaGuardia never had any adjacent bird sanctuaries and patrolling falcons.

Sure hope it wasn't falcons.

Geeze. Enough digression.

Ah, so.... that makes sense.

You're right, I goofed.

You're sounding much more like your old self again, Bob.
Very good to see!
More, more, I say!

Have you seen truly enormous gulls? It's almost frightening. They weren't meant to be this size, I'm guessing, but a few generations of dumpster diving can change the world... like a pack of yappy, elitist dogs, I say.

The many words of caring and kindness are very meaningful to Bob and I. We are so greatful to our friends.

The trip to Colorado Springs can easily be postponed and since Bob hadn't been doing well, I couldn't have enjoyed myself anyway.

It amazes me that someone brought morphine for Bob on Saturday so that he could get relief as soon as possible, and the relief was immediate.

I feel relief that Bob is now under the care of Hospice. It simply means that he will be as comfortable as possible, not that he will die any sooner than he would have without hospice; in fact, it could prolong his life now that he is no longer under the terrible stress of intense pain most of the time.

We are both realistic about death, there have been many deaths of friends and family in our lives, so none of this is foriegn to us. We understand that Bob is dying and we both know that the love we have for each other will never die.

Our lives have come to depend on love and friendship from each other and from our friends. I can't imagine how lonely it might have been without our a2k friends.

How are you doing, Diane?
This has been a very intense time for you.
I hope you're taking good care of yourself, too.

There are many ironies in life Diane. In loving we find love, in caring for others we find peace, and in grasping for our own satisfactions we usually find only frustration. I sincerely hope you are getting these deserved benefits in full measure.

Whatever his present state I still find Bob to be an amiable, interesting guy who brings an interesting perspective to things; considers other points of view; thinks; and stays true to his convictions. He and you were very good company indeed, and I hope each passing day brings you both some joy, pleasure and rest.

case management nurse just left after a 3 hour visit. I'm tired. bottom line is she will have delivered immediately any medication I want/need for comfort. This is not the medical model I am used to. My comfort is now the primary focus, I really need to rethink medical intervention and to ask for what I need/want.

So how are you feeling about this change?

Glad that dys is receiving hospice care and it is working well.
My late fiancee' was a hospice client and, at a certain point had an aide come each morning to help her bath, dress etc. I didn't usually leave for work until the aid arrived, and I remember each morning the last thing I'd hear as I was going out the door was the two of them laughing and joking together.
Hospice not only vastly improves the client's quality of life, but apparently hospice patients on average live longer as a result of that improvement.
Sending warm thoughts to you both, Diane.

Glad to read your encouraging updates, Diane. Will be leaving for Europe, then the Middle East again, back in NY on the 15th. All good wishes to you both

somewhat confused, the morphine doesn't seem to actually do very much so I googled it thinking I'm on a minimum dosage but I can't find any info as to dosage. what I have is
"morphine sulfate-oral solution-100 mg per 5 ml, take 0.25 mg every 12 hours up to 0.25 mg every 4 hours.'

What? You wanted a psychedelic experience, dys?

I really don't know what I expected but I don't notice much, if any, lessening of pain.

We were walking through Times Square last week (more like broken-field
running than walking) and saw the famous Naked Cowboy. I thought of
you, Dys.

It was not an especially appealling mental image.

Regards to Sister Diane from Brother George.

Oy that's not good - you should be pain free with morphine. When the
hospice personnel arrives I'd mention it to them, you probably need a higher
dosage.