Entry for October 18, 2007
Last month when we brought Mom home from the hospital, it was for the simple reason of having her die in her own house. She was born in a time and place when the lack of modern medicine mandated that most everyone who fell terminally ill would die at home. She lived through the era when the abundance of modern medicine mandated all terminally ill would die in a hospital, often after spending months or years hooked to machines used to prolong life. She lived into the era when hospice care became acceptable. Full circle, again the terminally ill could die at home.
Along with my Aunt Shirley, Rainbow Hospice of Park Ridge, Illinois provided the care for Mom during her final days. Caregivers from Rainbow Hospice are assigned to teams with names from the colors of the rainbow. The “Purple Team” served Mom. They all were skilled, caring, gentle, respectful professionals. They provided comfort for Mom and all of her family. One day when I arrived at the house gospel music was flowing through the open windows. A hospice C.N.A. was singing with my Aunt Shirley. She gathered everyone at Mom’s bedside and led us in singing Mom’s favorite song, “Amazing Grace.” Reliving that moment still pulls at my heart.
On behalf of the five sons of the late Georgia Zachary, I would like to thank Rainbow Hospice. Collectively and individually, you were blessings.
James A. Zachary Jr.
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