Having the Time Of My Life – Art Buchwald Recounts Stay in Hospice
This is the first day of the rest of my life. I’m winding up nearly five months of living in a hospice.
The purpose of the hospice is to help you go gently into the night when all else fails. You are supposed to do it with as little pain as possible and with dignity.
It didn’t work out that way for me. I will not go into the details of why I stayed here this long and why I’m leaving. Most people who enter a hospice depart by a different door than the one they came in. There are 14 beds in my hospice, and the average time a person spends here is two to three weeks.
The irony of my stay is that word got out that I refused dialysis (a form of saving your kidneys) and probably didn’t have long to live.
The fact that I was in a hospice and people could come visit me anytime they wanted made it a happening.