By the way, how would you like to live your days at the very final stage of life? My siblings and I have wanted to let our frail mother live her final days, as she has wished, at peace and with dignity without depending too much on medical examinations and treatments , and finally we could meet a doctor and her stuffs to make our dream come true.
|Five petals are like open palm welcoming you.|
Home hospice recipients are not limited to sufferers of terminal cancer and HIV like hospice-care at the hospitals. Our doctor runs a clinic and offers home-hospice: the team centered around the female doctor is on call 24 hours a day, aside from regular, scheduled home visits. They offer health check, medical care including palliative care, aromatherapy, spiritual counselling and so on, depending on the patient's condition.
(Sekimoto Clinic, Nada-ward, Kobe City)
|Sparkling laughter in the sunshine|
My mother was tense before meeting them, but by their tender and affectionate words and smiles and confident professional touch, she seems to have felt reassured. Not only my mother but also we children felt relieved to the dependable and reliable supporters. How fortunate we are! I think the number of the elderly who prefer to be cared for in their own homes with all that is familiar about them and have the same fortune with my mother would be very small.
|On her 93rd birthday, November, 2013.|
My sister-in-law dyed her hair.
She suddenly went downward after that.
Of course it's not easy to care for the old ailing mother with only family members as things happen one after another as if tested not only to mother but also to us children and our family. We would depend on home helpers through Japan's Long-term Care Insurance System.
|Buds, bundle of energy|
|A child of Wind, another bundle of energy, will enter 3-year-old class of the kindergarten in April.|
Wonder of living is so moving. I've been learning about something important about the meaning of life from both the frail and weakening mother and the constantly growing little grandchildren.
Primrose is one of my mother's favorites, and mine, too. To me, it looks like a family consisting of babies, youths, the middle-aged, the elderly, and the withering ones, who enjoy sunshine and bare the chilly wind together.
Thank you for stopping by and taking the time to read, dear Friends.
I'll catch up visiting your blog, though very slowly under the circumstances.