I'm thankful for the skilled nurses that work with Hospice
We couldn't afford, nor did we want my mom to stay in a hospital. We were able to care for her better at home, but there were plenty of times I felt helpless though. Something would go wrong, and we didn't know what to do. A nurse from hospice would come in like a one woman SWAT team and make things right again.
Hospice even had a couple people come to the funeral. At the end of the service, I stood with my brother and dad at the doors to the funeral home. Everyone lined up and shook our hands as they left, and we thanked them for coming. Out of all the friends and family I knew, those two strangers were the ones I felt obligated to thank the most.
I didn't know who they were, but I thanked them, and asked them to thank the rest of the nurses. It was all I could do not to burst into tears and hug them. Maybe I should have to show my appreciation, but then again that might have been awkward for them.