Hospice day, today.  9 0’clock meeting with the doctor and nurses to discuss our patients, what’s happening, any changes, how’s the family… and then out to cover my round as chaplain and see my patients. It’s amazing.  Talk about being having to be in the here and now.  We’ll get into this more down the road.

Was given lots of stuff today.  What does that mean?  One of the nurses brought a bunch of lemons from a tree in her yard.  Took three… gave one to an aide caring for one of my patients.  Doctor B passed out a bowl full of tiny two inch long Swiss army knives.  Take one, he said.  Or take two.  He had just won an auction for 63 lbs. of Swiss army knives on the GSA website.  Go figure.  Then one of my patients, a 52 year old who’s mother had died, pointed to a bag on the floor.  “Do you like tequila,” he said.  “Her relatives brought it up from Mexico, I don’t drink it.”   I went home with four bottles. Why not?

Then back to the qp article.  I see it in my mind.  It’s putting it into words that’s the challenge.  Just like this blog.

peace……..ag