Hospice patient care has changed over the past twelve years that I have been involved. I feel as though it has been diluted by all the new regulations Medicare has imposed upon it. I find that my hands are tied in certain aspects and that I spend more time defending my time management than actually doing patient care. My ultimate dream is to open a privately funded hospice house, where people can actually come and stay and take their journey to the next place without regulations…. I have put this out to the universe… I even have a plan. When my books are published I will use the proceeds to finance this. Simple, yes?
Yesterday on my way to work after praying for divine help from the Angels I was driving mulling over all of this. I looked up and a van whizzed past me that read “Angel Transportation”, the next van was “Clear Choice” followed by a van that said “Senior Care”. I cannot make this stuff up.
I know my prayers have been heard. I also know that I must continue to do my work no matter the venue, because in the end it is all God’s work, he is my ultimate employer.