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As a compassionate caregiver, I was there to help in any way possible. My job included talking to patients and providing a supportive and comforting environment for families. When being admitted or admitting a loved one into hospice care, it can be chaotic and scary. My job was to be there with them (patients and/or family) and provide support/care through this difficult time. This act of “being there” looked differently for every person I encountered. Depending on the physical and emotional conditions the patient was in, sometimes I would be asked to simply sit there so they weren’t alone. In other instances, I was able to talk to patients about their family and reflect on happy memories.


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