Most people think being a hospice nurse is the saddest profession to be in, but it is very meaningful and fulfilling. We are blessed to be a part of a person’s and their family’s lives at a most vulnerable time: end of life.
As I approach my two-year mark in hospice care next week, I feel compelled to share my heartfelt experience. From the moment I entered this program, I have been met with outstanding, joyful, and consistent care that has truly transformed my journey. The remarkable team, particularly my registered nurse, has
If someone had asked me this question seven years ago, when I was a new graduate nurse, I would have said it felt terrifying, depressing, frightening, and sad. However, my feelings have changed since I became a hospice nurse 4.5 years ago. Let me explain why. My nursing journey began
As the primary caregiver for my mother during her journey with dementia and other health challenges, I can’t express enough gratitude for the hospice care team that supported us for three years and three months in our Glenwood Springs home. When we first began this journey, I was filled with
