I was working with an older women who said to her family that she was "ready to go". Which means (if you haven't figured it out yet I work with dying people) that she had lived a fantastic life and was ready to go up and meet Jesus.
At her bedside I sat watching for signs of immediate death. And this women kept talking softly to herself. Every once in a while she would say something but it was to jumbled up to understand. Then out of no where she began to call out "Mom, mom" and then came the most interesting thing she said that night. Loudly she began again "Mom, mom, MOM KEEP MOVING!!" I started to laugh. I had never had the opportunity to be with someone who was dying that could continue to talk. I wonder if she really actually sees these people she speaks of or is it the medication that she is on. I guess I'll never know. Well at least not until I'm in the same situation.
So I work 12 hour shifts with people who are actively dying. So I hear many different things while I'm at the bedside (i.e. Breathing patterns, people moving themselves in bed, people moaning). Some of the sounds that I hear it reminds me of the sounds my 5 month old son makes. So I think to myself. Is death truly like being born? Birth is a (sometimes) long process, and death is a (sometimes) long process too. And I'm not just talking about leading up to the actual week of the end of someones life. I'm talking days even hours before the end of someones life. Just the process that the body has to make to be able to give birth or to die is sometimes a lot of work. Maybe its not the actual working towards death maybe its the working towards not dying. I wonder what the people think who aren't verbal before they pass away. Do they actually contemplate that they are about to die so they struggle with keeping themselves from actually doing it?
Off the topic...
I have always been a fan of scary movies and zombie movies, just listening to people in the process of them dying reminds me of the sounds zombies make in movies. So my imagination runs wild with this, thinking at any minute these people would sit straight up in bed and look at me with that empty look in there eyes. I know I'm a dork but you really have a lot of time on your hands when your working 12 hours. Well I'm off to bed. Goodnight WORLD!
Monday, November 30, 2009
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