I have been a
hospice volunteer for more than 12 years, privileged to
companion hundreds of men and women living the end of their
lives and, with some, being present at their last breath.
Being with dying people in their own homes is a rich
experience, because we are surrounded by their personal
effects, which tell the stories of their lives. Often,
family members are present and we have ample room to move
around, to share space and time in comfort. The kitchen
provides refreshment. The house is peaceful and quiet,
respecting the sacred process, which is taking place.
Unfortunately, my experience while sitting at the bedside of
hospice patients in nursing homes is distressingly
different--especially when death is imminent and loved ones
are sitting vigil. The typically shared room is adverse to a
peaceful dying process. It is hostile to visiting family and
friends who often have nowhere to be. While visitors
surround their dying loved one, helpless roommates must
suffer the sights, sounds and smells of death and grief.
Even worse is to be trapped on the other side of a flimsy
curtain where the dead body of your roommate lies alone,
awaiting removal.
Inspiration for action came to me because my mother lived
the final six years of her life in a nursing home, the
excellent Fairmont Care Center (fairmontcare.com)
in Chicago. I passionately wanted her, and the other
residents whom I have grown to love to have a transitional
experience that was positive and beautiful. I decided to
create an aesthetic space that would surround the hospice
patient with beauty and comfortably accommodate many
companions.
When I proposed this idea to the Fairmont I had already
found an unused storage room to convert into this special
space for hospice patients. Using my career background in
home fashion, I worked with the administrator of the
Fairmont to create the first Chrysalis Room. Each summer I
raise monarchs in an incubator at the nursing station for
the Fairmont residents. Together, we watch the monarch
butterfly's mysterious and symbolic transformation as it
proceeds through the chrysalis stage. I couldn't think of a
more fitting name to represent life's second most
significant transformation.
Following a paralyzing stoke in April 2006, my mother was
admitted to hospice (heartlandhospice.org)
for the third time in two years. One week later we moved her
to the beautiful Chrysalis Room along with her favorite
possessions. The night before she died, half-a-dozen
residents wheeled into the Chrysalis Room to say a rosary,
to demonstrate their love for her-- and to comfort me while
we awaited her transition. Two of my friends came with love
and food. I spent the night and was at my mother’s side when
she died, peacefully, with the morning sun streaming across
her bed through white wood blinds.
We bathed mother’s body, dressed her in her favorite robe,
covered the bed with flower petals and invited her resident
friends and caring staff to say goodbye. Five hours later,
she was escorted out of the building with an honor guard of
people who were important to her. I felt proud that I had
honored my mother for giving me life by giving her a good
death.
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Two of the
residents who shared the experience of mother’s death told
me they want to move to the Chrysalis Room when “it’s my
time.”
In response to the positive experiences
produced in The Chrysalis Room, The Lancaster Corporation,
which owns The Fairmont, has installed Chrysalis Rooms in
four of their other facilities.
For information on how to create a Chrysalis Room and
implement Chrysalis Room Comfort Care at your facility,
contact Loretta Downs at
lsdowns@sbcglobal.net or phone 773.343.8208.