My last grandpa died this morning. I found him not breathing, though he went peacefully. The cancer took it's course, and the new hospice did a better job than the other in my previous journal. There is a lot to say about that, though to put it shortly, we changed his hospice since the other one was trying to accelerate his death and were purposely not providing services violating Medicare laws.
Despite my thanatology training, this was still something to endure. It makes me not envy anyone who works with dying in hospitals and have to do this for a living, however they are trained medically for it. Just a lot of hard things I had to do with him dying that I didn't like or enjoy doing, but he started his death rattles yesterday, and he was waiting for his sister. I made his last day at least good for him, though he was unresponsive, his breathing was better. But he died this morning at some point, I got up to check on him from a short nap, and he was dead. Body was still a little warm, so he hadn't been dead too long when I checked, but he followed the dying process since very early this morning his death rattle came back, but it was at the fish out of water stage. Hard to see him go, especially since he was a very tough guy, but cancer just developed quick in him and took him fast.
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18 Nov 2022 05:13 CET
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