I was in my office and I heard the sound of people crying including children. I wasn’t sure which direction it came from, was it in front of me or behind me? The young mother or the older mother? Or was it the grandmother? Three ladies who were all dying in our hospice, had all outlived their prognoses. Prognostication is our best attempt at an educated guess, we are often wrong. That was the case with our three ladies, they were holding on, doing things in their own time. Who had just died?

Listening more closely, there seemed to be many different cries. This ruled out the grandmother who did not have a large family. The other two families were larger. Was it the mother of two or the mother of five? Both patients and their families had spent the last months in and out of our hospice inpatient unit. Both families had initially resisted coming into hospice due to fear of the unknown. After spending weeks with us both families had also been nervous and reluctant about taking their loved one home. They had become scared of leaving a place where they felt safe. Both ladies had successfully made it back home and had spent long periods at home.

When each lady returned it had been in similar circumstances, a deterioration in overall condition, with confusion and agitation prominent. Husbands were stressed out, as they had to take over the running of their homes. Their wives had previously run their households, now the husbands had to take over and they found the job to be harder than going to work. So much to do in so little time, dropping off the kids at their schools and picking them up afterwards. Household chores wouldn’t take care of themselves. They wanted to give it a go before evaluating the need for home support.

I was still unsure, I would have to venture out of my office to get more information.