Death

One of my favorite residents in long term passed away yesterday. When I worked that hall, she would always be excited to see me. She couldn't talk all that much, but she was so sweet and kind.

Although she was up and down when I worked long term, I had no idea she was so close to dying until yesterday when a fellow CNA told me. I went in her room and told her good-bye before and after she passed. It is different dealing with death this way.

When folks enter the doors of a care facility it is either for a long recovery or to die (however long that may take). There are indeed variations of this form, but those are the two major patterns.

It is hard to describe or even for me to understand. For now, I won't even attempt. Just know that a sweet little old lady has passed on. She lived a long life, and I, as well as other care workers, had the honor and privilege of knowing her on her last months.