It’s 3:35 AM and I owe an immeasurable debt to hospice nurse Corina. There is simply no greater comfort, medical knowledge, and support I could have been given when I called to ask for advice regarding my father’s breathing difficulties and resultant anxiety.
Yes, I should be sleeping; I’m not. My mother, however, is. This is a huge blessing, as is the family I am surrounded by – all sleeping, too. I only have a few hours to go and maybe I’ll get some sleep, too.