What a doctor wishes patients knew about the end

[Siwsan]

1. My experience with "To the caregivers: Don't be afraid to leave the room"

When my Dad was in Hospice, my sister, mom and I pretty much camped out in his room. Sometimes just 2 of us, but never just one. Until August 20, 1999. My sister went to be with her kids and my mother went to her house to get some rest. That left just me with Dad.

Dad was my rock. He was the parent who always encouraged and supported me. He was the one who loved me unconditionally. When something bad or unfortunate happened, he was the one who comforted, rather than blamed.

So, I was sitting with him, touching his hand and watching him breathe. I knew the end was very close so I opened the window and suggested he go out and take a look at what a beautiful day it was. There was a pond with lots of beautiful birds, and he loved birds. A few minutes later, he died. I believe, to the core of my soul that he waited until it was just the two of us, to leave.

A few days later I was out walking and a beautiful plume feather floated down right in front of me. I looked up and didn't see any birds, but absolutely felt the presence of my beloved Dad.