It’s been a week of raw emotions, amplified by minimal sleep and uncertainty of what the next hour was going to look like. Among all this chaos there are startling moments of selflessness and compassion.
Thursday morning during the doctors rounds, my fathers consultant told him that they will do everything to get him home for his final hours, she knows that passing on at home is all what he wants. They have worked together for weeks in plotting treatments and strategies. She really did all she could to postpone this moment from happening.
They both knew they were saying farewell, and that this journey they had shared was at its end, dad was going home, and was not coming back. It was a privilege to be a spectator to this tender moment where patient and doctor say goodbye for the last time.