After attending a "death cafe" some time back, I was put on the mailing list for similar events in future, which was how I happened to be invited to a "Compassionate Communities" event on Dying to Know Day, last week.
The idea of Compassionate Communities is that we should all, as "ordinary" people, be involved in caring for people at the end of life, their care givers and the bereaved. Patients and care givers only spend 5% of their time (whether at home or in hospital) with a trained carer, which leaves 95% of their time open to other forms of support.
The event seemed to be attended mostly by networking professionals and groups were encouraged to talk about subjects such as: what supports are currently available? and where are the gaps? Probably important topics for the professionals to get their heads around but there was no direction on how we can get the "Average Jo or Joe" to be more proactive in supporting people in this vulnerable time. There was no discussion of why people are not already stepping up for family, neighbours, workmates or friends; no discussion of how we can teach people what they need to know; no discussion of volunteer programs or community groups or anything at all useful in the quest to provide more support. The night was interesting but without any real direction, I wouldn't go again.
There were some conversations that took my attention.
The first regarded the coroners office, which investigated the death of a very small child. The coroner didn't tell the family that once the investigation was complete, the family could take their baby home with them. The person relaying the story was deeply critical that this family's cultural need to bring the child home was not recognised. Do you know you can bring a loved one home after death, or keep them at home if that's where they are?
One lady described her deep and unexpected grief over a pet cat, such that she could never again have a pet but was happy to channel her love into injured wildlife for the next 40 years. Do we see the loss of pets as a genuine loss? And do any of us ever really know how each loss will impact us?
A grief counsellor told us that bereaved people sometimes look to the church for comfort and are then hurt when people say things like "your loved on is in a better place" or "your loved one is with their spouse now" This one is interesting because these kinds of remarks do have the effect of minimising the loss but they also express the basics of Christian faith: that part of us lives on after we die and that the undying part of us will be reunited with those we care about. I don't want to minimise the losses people experience but I wonder why people would look to the church for comfort if that is not the exact type of comfort they seek and expect?
Someone commented that they are always sad when grief counsellors are sent to assist when a community such as a school or sporting club experiences a death or disaster. The speaker said she would love it if communities were able to support each other. I think communities do support each other when things go bad. I think communities like this know each other well, understand common values, understand exactly who they are mourning and what made those people valuable. I also think that counsellors are sent to help these kinds of communities because sometimes it's easier to talk to an "outsider" and sometimes a community which has been blindsided by grief needs someone who has a full emotional tank, an ability to go away and rest, and some education in what is normal.
What about your grief journeys has been the most surprising? Was there any one thing that was memorably super helpful or super awful?
I had a grief counsellor for about 6 months Kylie after I lost a truckload of friends and felt myself going a little bonkers. My doc referred me as he was alarmed at my condition (I was unaware of how seriously depressed I was). I can't praise my grief counsellor highly enough. He brought me from the darkness into the light and normalized my reaction and applied different tecniques and insights. Did you know that terrible grief opens up every single grief in our lives? I didn't. He told me also that it was a privilege to get to know all my dead beloveds.
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WWW, I didn't know that about grief but it makes sense. I have had the understanding that most people can travel through or with grief without specialist help but if it becomes complicated, it's worth getting help.
DeleteI'm glad it helped you, from darkness to light is a very big (and welcome) change.
Grief is such an individual journey. I don't believe that we ever 'get over it'. I think that we learn to live with it. Mostly. I say mostly because in my experience it can, and does, sometimes come back with very nearly the same intensity of the emotions I first felt when the initial numbness had worn off.
ReplyDeleteEC, One explanation I read said that we build a life around the grief that never goes away. Sometimes the life chips away to expose a raw patch. I haven't had a really significant bereavement and i don't look forward to it.
DeleteI was 13 years old when my 11 year old sister passed away. You guessed it. At that time people thought that kids didn't grieve so kids were left. Well , I can tell you kids do grieve and for along time. My brother and I were in our 50's before we talked about our sister's death.
ReplyDeleteRed, these kinds of ideas astound and appall me but I believe that the people surrounding you did the best they knew how. I'm sorry your sister died and I'm sorry you were left unsupported
DeleteI agree very much with EC about the grief not going away. I am moving foward *with* my grief, not leaving it behind. This means I can feel grief in one part of me and now also feel joy in another part of me, sometimes at the same time. This is not a choice I made, it's just how it works for me and what my experience has been.
ReplyDeleteSuper helpful end of life and grief experience? My neighbour dropping off a hot meal when I had no interest in food or cooking - after the first bite I realized I needed it and food could still taste good. She did this occasionally both before and after my husband's death. Another neighbour came to sit with me after midnight when my husband died, and stayed for two hours until I was ready to be alone. She sat with me the next day when the funeral home came to take my husband's body away, and then went with me to return medications and equipment to the pharmacy and palliative care office. We are friends now as well as neighbours. My brother made a six-hour round trip in winter weather to help me organize what I needed to do financially. I had been frozen, not knowing what to do first and thus not doing anything at all. All of these things were moral and practical support that can be done by friends and family or even strangers (volunteers).
The single unhelpful thing was someone telling me their memory of my husband from before he and I had met. It wasn't representative of the person he was for all the time we had been together and it bothered me that of all the memories this person had from later years, he chose to tell that one instead. It wasn't SUPER unhelpful and I imagined he was trying to lift my mood, buut it wasn't what I needed from him.
And that brings me to a point I wanted to make about why people might not feel comfortable with, and might avoid, helping patients and families at end of life and in grief - people want different things during these times. It's tricky offering help and it's not easy to get it right for the particular people involved. Even if you've been through it, the things that helped you might not be the things that would help someone else. There does need to be some training, I believe, to truly help and not just make the helpers feel better. Also, dying and death are still not talked about much by many people and it's easier just to make a token effort (send flowers or a card) and consider our work done. When it happens to us, it's easier to circle the wagons with our family and close friends, get through the funeral if there is one and go back to work and life as soon as possible. Talking about our grief - particularly years afterward - is often seen as wallowing, as failing to move on, and as being weak.
I could go on and on but much of this I suspect you, the professionals, and counsellors already know. I knew the words but I didn't know how it felt until my husband died.
Thanks for your comprehensive answer, jenny-o. It's seems as if the help you received was quite well thought through and the not so good part wasn't too damaging, which I think is a win. I like that your neighbour did some concrete activities with you, t shows that there are a few in society who can and do help.
DeleteI do understand the idea of circling the wagons, sometimes being helped makes us fell we are doing the service for the helper
Well I didn't mean to write a mini book ... but thank you so much for the opportunity to get some of those things off my chest and for an interesting post about your experience that started it all :)
ReplyDeleteAbove pretty much anything else, I love to hear people's stories
DeleteLuckily as yet I've never experienced serious grief. I was never very close to my parents and I have no friends close enough for their death to cause major grief. I hope Jenny doesn't die before me, then I would be crushingly grief-stricken.
ReplyDeleteWhat I've learnt from listening to others, is that you can'y always be sure how you'll react. The loss of a friend might be really huge when it happens
DeleteI feel like I grieve all the time. I had a childhood trauma and have kind of circled around with grief ever since. I relate to what WWW says about terrible grief opening everything up. And it can hit me out of nowhere.
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Awww, Scarlet. I so wish it was different for you xo
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