Julie's Caregiver Story

I had no experience with hospice until my brother Bobby was dying with terminal liver cancer. He was only 43 years old. Although it was one the saddest time for us, it was also one of the most peaceful. He finally realized that treatment wasn’t going to work any longer and it was time to move onto the next phase. We moved him to David Simpson Hospice House.

He loved the peaceful setting, and the fact we could drop by and visit any time. His room was always filled with family and friends. It was a very warm, home-like environment. Nothing at all like a hospital.

Bobby’s team cared about us, as the family, too. They provided emotional support, answered our questions and were there whenever we needed a hug.

More recently, last spring, when my father received a terminal lung cancer diagnosis, he knew exactly what he wanted to do. He made the decision to have Hospice of the Western Reserve provide care in his own home. He felt so good about the care his son, Bobby, had received that it was a “no brainer.”

Home hospice care worked out very well for my dad. He developed a wonderful relationship with his team. We all met regularly – my dad included - and talked about what was working, what wasn’t, how to make Dad more comfortable. And they wanted to know what we needed from them. Toward the end of life, the medicines can be overwhelming. They guided us so we could focus on having quality time with Dad.

Dad was always worried about all of us, so he was really gung ho about the idea of the respite care available at Ames Family Hospice House. He was able to spend a few days there to get away and to give us a break.

My father and my brother received care in very different settings. Having a choice of different care options is one of the things our family loved best about Hospice of the Western Reserve.