January 24

Spring cleaning on my bedroom. I promised myself I would try to really deeply clean one room a month in the house now that I don't have regular hours. I have not been faithful to that, but today I took the vacuum and dust rag to my room. It needed it badly. The dust and dog hair were bad beyond excuse.

I got a call to come in to Highland. When I got to the patient, the family had already left. Poor guy had died of pneumonia at age 69, died quietly and without much notice, except a note in the chart. The Aide had opened his Bible to Psalm 23. I had comforted the family. I blessed the corpse through the shroud and prayed for his soul to be made welcome, and for comfort of the family. It felt cursory, but when I looked up, the staff had been moved. Bless them for helping me feel adequate.