I have struggled with how to word this, but I guess straight to the point is the best option. My mother was murdered over the summer, and ever since then I have had huge issues trying to deal with the death of my residents. I know my role is to be supportive to families and the resident as well through end-of-life matters, but oh my is it difficult! I feel their death much more deeply. It's more personal now.
I feel I am back to functional in everyday matters, and can get through a day without much fanfare or issue. Case in point, I currently have a younger cancer patient who appears to be nearing the end, and it's killing me. I inadvertently allow him and his family get too close, and I really fear how it's going to go when he passes. I tear up in front of family already when we discuss serious end-of-life issues. I can not imagine that it will "go well" when he does pass. I feel selfish for hoping beyond hope that he passes on a different shift, when I'm on a different assignment, or on my days off. I know that if he is "mine" on the day he passes, I'll have to maintain the best level of professionalism I can possibly muster. I just have serious doubt about my ability to perform at that level. Frankly, I'm terrified. Please tell me that this gets more tolerable.
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I have struggled with how to word this, but I guess straight to the point is the best option. My mother was murdered over the summer, and ever since then I have had huge issues trying to deal with the death of my residents. I know my role is to be supportive to families and the resident as well through end-of-life matters, but oh my is it difficult! I feel their death much more deeply. It's more personal now.
I feel I am back to functional in everyday matters, and can get through a day without much fanfare or issue. Case in point, I currently have a younger cancer patient who appears to be nearing the end, and it's killing me. I inadvertently allow him and his family get too close, and I really fear how it's going to go when he passes. I tear up in front of family already when we discuss serious end-of-life issues. I can not imagine that it will "go well" when he does pass. I feel selfish for hoping beyond hope that he passes on a different shift, when I'm on a different assignment, or on my days off. I know that if he is "mine" on the day he passes, I'll have to maintain the best level of professionalism I can possibly muster. I just have serious doubt about my ability to perform at that level. Frankly, I'm terrified. Please tell me that this gets more tolerable.