Mrs. H.:  Lessons from a Bereaved Woman about Dying   My first hospice patient was not a hospice patient.  She was not terminally ill, and, as it turns out, she really was not my patient as much I as was hers. I thought I had been given the mission of supporting others through terminal illness to death.  In fact, I had made a promise to myself and to God that if my miracle surgery prolonged my living (and my dying) I would do whatever I could to make sure that no one journeyed to death alone. So after I went … Continue reading Mrs. H.:  Lessons from a Bereaved Woman about Dying