Tom and I met with the Hospice intake nurse today. It went well and she answered the few questions we had, went over medications and is going to be putting in an order for me to have oxygen at home. I’m hoping that will help a little.
In the next couple days I should get to meet the nurse I will be seeing every week or two and who will be managing my medicine and helping me stay comfortable.
The goal was to head to church afterwards, but the meeting went long and I was pretty upset after she left. Just the thought of starting hospice made me cry. It took me a while to calm down. I didn’t think about how I would respond to the meeting when I scheduled it before going somewhere. So I guess we’ll try again next week.