In my mother's home was a woman named Christne. Her husband visited regularly a couple of times each week (he regarded staff there as his family) and both he and I would be at the home during Christmas dinner. He then went to family for the afternoon and then tea. He had a heart complaint and had been in hospital several times (staff would go and visit him there) and had been hoping for some time that she would predecess him as he was worried that she would not have regular visitors. We have ensured that someone sees our mother every day and she has a massage once a week. While I do pay people to go to see Mum it is worth it as having visitors provides a quality of life.
He died on Friday. Christine had been very ill for over a week and her son had been in to the home regularly during this time. The day after he died another of their sons had just flown in from his home and went in to see Christine and he told her that her husband had died and that she could now go to meet him. She appeared to understand and he had seen recognition in her eyes. 5 minutes later she died.
There is so much we don't understand.
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