I just got back from my barber. He is a pretty cool barber who, in his earlier years, was a barber for movie stars in Hollywood. Upon retirement he set up a barber shop (complete with vintage chairs, barber polls and autographed photos of stars) in his golf cart garage. Golf cart garages are very versatile, we turned ours into a wine cellar.
Along with chatting about vacations and such, we discussed today’s column about my early entry into hospice. It had not occurred to him to interview hospice companies, especially at such an early time. He was blown away that there were so many hospice companies serving Green Valley. I explained that choosing hospice is like going to a restaurant and choosing something from the menu as opposed to just getting the leftovers. Other than Lee’s fantastic leftovers (I almost blew that one) leftovers are generally uninspiring. If you wait until a health crisis you take want is put in front of you instead of making a choice. That made sense to him.
The first week of hospice was busy, many hospice staff to meet and it certainly has good for business, Lee’s art business. She sold two paintings. The first painting was a Buddha a couple of weeks ago and the second painting is the barrel cactus below.
Even though I do not consider myself currently “in need” of hospice services, I was pleasantly surprised that I can already benefit from some of them. I miscalculated a medication and would have run out on our upcoming trip to California, my hospice nurse Liz got on the phone and I had the medication delivered to my door that afternoon! Liz was a pulmonary therapist prior to becoming an RN and she was certain that I will benefit from oxygen on our September trip the Rockies and the DUCK game in Wyoming with altitudes in the 7,000 ft range. So she arranged for a portable tank to be delivered two days before our trip so I could get used to it before the trip. Its all about maximizing quality of life.