Barry on Hospice

Today I got Barry on hospice. Things are happening quickly. At least I think so. Watch Barry prove me wrong and linger for a long time. He has stopped eating, so how long can he last given that he has no weight to spare?

I emailed a sister of his, letting her know about his being on hospice. She can let the rest of the siblings know–or not. These are not my favorite people and I debated telling even her. I even gave our address.

Tomorrow I will leave a message for his daughter. I don’t wish to see her, either, but this is her dad on hospice. If she wants her minor inheritance, she will have to provide a way for me to send it to her. We haven’t seen or heard from her since Christmas 2014. But this is it.

I am numb and that is keeping me functional.

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About cdhoagpurple

I live in Michigan. I was Greek Orthodox (and previously Protestant), but now am more Buddhist than anything. I am single now (through the till-death-do-you-part clause of the marriage contract). My husband Barry was a good man and celebrated 30 years in AA. I am overly educated, with an MBA. My life felt terminally in-limbo while caring for a sick husband, but I am free now. I see all things as being in transition. Impermanence is the ultimate fact of life. Nothing remains the same, good or bad.

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