Last fall a friend of mine lost a valiant battle against the big ‘C’, cancer. Joan (not her real name) had spent the final months of her life being cared for at the Christine Morrison Hospice in Mission. She had occupied the tiniest room situated directly across from the elevator, always refusing a more spacious room when it was offered to her.
Joan preferred instead to observe the comings and goings of everyone who passed through its doors. That is not to say that Joan actually needed a diversion, hers was a revolving door of visitors from the extensive number of friends she had been blessed with over her long life.
She was a woman who gave generously of her time and compassion towards others.
From my vantage point opposite her bed, I could see the nurses’ station where the busy staff completed some of the numerous tasks required of them. When the pain became unbearable and Joan needed to ring the alarm button for assistance, I saw the nurse drop everything she was doing on several occasions and was truly amazed by the speed of her arrival.
The purpose of this letter is to convey my sincere admiration and thanks for the exceptional care Joan received during her extended stay, not only from the nurses, but also the cheerful staff who brought her meals, and everyone I met there. Kudos to all of you!
Connie Eberhardt
Mission