29 January 2010

On Wednesday, 27 January 2010, the patient with heart failure passed away. She was at home, surrounded by friends and family. She died at five in the morning, and her family prepared her body for burial, which took place on Thursday.

She died 22 days after we met. I hope that she spent her last few weeks more comfortable based on our treatment. I think that she did, as she seemed to be drowning when I met her. She spent the last week of her life saying goodbye. Her extended family all came to visit, and members of the community held numerous ad hoc church services in her home. I visited her 10 times over the 22 days, and in that time got to talk with her, her husband, and her daughter a lot. She and her husband were married for 65 years. Additionally, in the last week of her life, her oldest great-grandson got married. She was too sick to attend the wedding, but the bride and groom came to the house after the ceremony, and brought the rice that had been served to the guests. The wedding rice was the last real food that the patient ate, and her evaluation was that it was “bien buena, un arroz tan rico como nunca he comida.”

--Calla