Here are a few incidents of spiritual, or ironic, or pleasant, or perhaps even humorous moments recalled with people who were ill:
- One patient shared that she knew the secret for a happy life in some of her last verbalized thoughts.
- A 96 year old woman who was raised on a ranch once asked if I had ridden my horse over to see her. (This occured in 2009 in an urban setting.)
- An elderly gentleman reportedly asked why Joe Biden was pitching for a televised baseball game he was watching from his recliner.
- A younger woman was having simultaneous conversations with people in the room that I could not see, but she was sure were present. It appeared to be a one-sided from where I was sitting, but who was I to question it?
- My personal dream when I believed I had died, only to awaken to realize that I was still living. That dream had me puzzled for quite a while.
- A frightened, elderly patient who wanted someone to sit with her, but no conversation would be allowed. ( her wishes were followed.)
- One young man said that he imagined I was a "pretty hot babe" when I was younger. (love this one...how much younger?)
- One woman explained how she was not afraid of death, because she had a near-death experience when she was a teenager. She was fully expecting and embracing her life after death.
- A friend who told me shortly before she died that she wanted me to do everything I could to make a happy life. (That conversation could take a lifetime to interpret.)
- A patient with whom the pup and I were visiting shared her last hours with us as we sat on her bed; she stroked Libby Sweetpea between times of lucidity and murmured for us to please stay for a while.
- The painting below tries to capture the last days of a friend's life in a hospital bed as he struggled for breath, yet with his assurance that he would come into eternal life. He was Catholic, and looking forward to release from this earth:
Along this line, a poem written by Dietrich Bonhöffer, a young theologian of great promise and was martyred by the Nazis for his participation in a plot against the life of Adolf Hitler. He wrote Who Am I? in 1946:
Beginning stanza: Who am I? They often tell me I stepped from my cell’s confinement Calmly, cheerfully, firmly, Like a squire from his country-house. ..... Ending stanza: Who am I? They mock me, these lonely questions of mine. Whoever I am, Thou knowest, 0 God, I am Thine!
The entire poem can be found here.
A reference about Victor Frankl's book Man's Search for Meaning:
Life is not primarily a quest for pleasure, as Freud believed, or a quest for power, as Alfred Adler taught, but a quest for meaning. The greatest task for any person is to find meaning in his or her life. Frankl saw three possible sources for meaning: in work (doing something significant), in love (caring for another person), and in courage during difficult times. Suffering in and of itself is meaningless; we give our suffering meaning by the way in which respond to it…Forces beyond our control can take away everything we possess except one thing, our freedom to choose how we will respond to the situation. We cannot control what happens to us in life, but we can always control what we will feel and do about what happens to us.This post on others who have come through difficult situations comes to mind as our daughter Julie is awaiting surgery today at Carolinas Medical Center for an AV shunt revision. Your prayers for her well being are appreciated.
I am familliar with and love that Dietrich Bonhoffer poem. Powerful painting, Nancy!! You all have been through so much... and have so much depth because of it... Glad to "know" you... Warmly, mx
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