I have bunch bluesky invite codes that I want to give to BIPOC, we need to diversify the platform. If your interested please leave a reply. And please retweet.
The intensity of this pain just grows exponentially when it kicks in because the one I'd go to for a comforting word or a warm embrace is the one who is gone forever.
In home hospice is weird so far. Mostly just getting a bunch of stuff sorted out in the morning and then waiting for something to go wrong all day. Lots of brief bursts of activity followed by guiltily doing leisure activity until the next (hopefully) minor hiccup.