09-13-2015, 09:18 PM
I've always thought of Hospice as "oh shit they assigned me to Hospice, it's the end". But it was different with my mom, she wanted to continue with the chemo, the oncologist never told her not to bother continuing therapy, in fact she said don't give up on us now, and then all the sudden Vitas Hospice is calling my house several times a day. I never read any of the stuff we were signing because I'm an asshole who didn't have the time. But that was it, she moved in with my aunt on my husband's birthday Sept. 24 and she died Oct. 25.