It has been my experience that the dying are not alone. Unscientifically speaking, about 90% of the people I take care of tell me, near the end of their lives, that they've been visited by deceased loved ones, and sometimes by kindly strangers. This didn't matter if they were on opiods, didn't matter what they were dying from. Does any one have some experiences of unseen visitors that they'll never forget?
One I will remember fondly is M. She asked me, "Can I have a drink? Don't give any more to my dad, he's had enough already."
I asked her, "M., where are you?"
She said, "I'm at a party, at the Smiths'"
Good for her!!!