The Sum of Awe
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Well i went to go visit my uncle today. He’s in hospice. It was likely the last time I’ll see him alive, unless he is somehow still kicking around Fourth of July when I am up that way again. He is still on morphine for pain, and morphine makes one practically unintelligible. But I did tell him I still have his rock collection he once gave me and he seemed to know what I was talking about there, he remembered the box he put them in and he said glad that I liked them. I shook his hand. It was sad. He probably doesn’t even remember I visited him as soon as I left due to the morphine but, I’m glad I went. I got to say goodbye.
I’m handling it well. I accept the reality of it.
I have never seen anyone on morphine before this. How much do you think he got out of my visit? And I mean honestly, not just to make me feel good.
I wish they could take him off morphine just one time so I can have one last proper conversation with him. But I suppose if they did that, he would be in too much physical pain to bare, otherwise they wouldn’t have him on it.
All I know is he has swelling in his legs and his body is shutting down. I don’t know what it is exactly.
Have you ever had to see someone’s final moments when they were on morphine?
I’m handling it well. I accept the reality of it.
I have never seen anyone on morphine before this. How much do you think he got out of my visit? And I mean honestly, not just to make me feel good.
I wish they could take him off morphine just one time so I can have one last proper conversation with him. But I suppose if they did that, he would be in too much physical pain to bare, otherwise they wouldn’t have him on it.
All I know is he has swelling in his legs and his body is shutting down. I don’t know what it is exactly.
Have you ever had to see someone’s final moments when they were on morphine?
