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Respite Care

Yesterday my husband checked my father in law into a respite care facility.

When my husband shared with me that his father didn't want to stay and asked to leave the facility, it broke my heart.

Why does he have to be there - why can't he just die at home? I felt the same with my mom - all she wanted was to go home sit on her couch and die watching the food network channel.
There was a time in life when people were allowed to die like God intended.

I don't take medication now and know that I don't want to be pumped up with medication to be kept alive. I also know for a fact that I don't want to be in a unfamiliar place with people I don't know caring for me. I told my husband if my family doesn't want to be around when I'm at that point in my life I get it, but let me be where I want to be to die.

The most wonderful of all things in life, I believe, is the discovery of another human being with whom one's relationship has a glowing depth, beauty, and joy as the years increase. This inner progressiveness of love between two human beings is a most marvelous thing, it cannot be found by looking for it or by passionately wishing for it. It is a sort of Divine accident.
Sir Hugh Walpoe


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