During an over-night shift, I had cared for a hospice patient. She was dying of renal failure. She had very kind and comforting eyes. When i was making my rounds and checking her vitals and her pain, as I was adjusting her morphine levels, she touched my arm then tugged on my white coat. She said to me in a very raspy and faded voice, "Can you pray with me?"
So i did. I sat next to her. She took out her rosary and together we prayed. She thanked me, i looked at her and said, "You take care of yourself, okay?" I smiled and she smiled back at me.
Couple of hours later, i checked on her, and found the nurses turning off her ekg monitor. She had passed. I remember looking at her, her eyes were closed, and her face looked as if she was in peace. No more pain.
She was still holding the rosary in her hand.
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