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SPRING 2008<br />

<strong>Hospice</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Emanuel</strong> Helps Families at Life’s End<br />

(<strong>Hospice</strong>, Cont. from page 1)<br />

They slowed down a bit in 2003 when<br />

Bob’s mobility started to slip. But their<br />

days were still busy and happy, filled with<br />

family, friends and each other.<br />

In July 2007, life changed. MaryAnn was<br />

75 and very active – swimming laps,<br />

riding her bike – but all <strong>of</strong> sudden even a<br />

trip to the store would wear her out. Their<br />

family physician ran tests and didn’t like<br />

what we saw. He sent her to <strong>Emanuel</strong>’s<br />

cancer center, where doctors ran more<br />

tests. They, too, didn’t like what they saw.<br />

In November 2007, the Ranes learned that<br />

MaryAnn had pancreatic cancer that had<br />

migrated to her liver. Surgery, chemotherapy<br />

and radiation were long-shot options.<br />

“Doctors didn’t see much light at the end<br />

<strong>Hospice</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Emanuel</strong> staff Sandy Ricardo and<br />

Tammy McCorkle with Bob Ranes.<br />

<strong>of</strong> the tunnel, even with all that,” Bob says.<br />

“MaryAnn said, ‘No.’ She just wanted to<br />

live out the time she had left.”<br />

Bob got around with a walker and a<br />

scooter. His doctor worried that he<br />

wouldn’t be able to care for MaryAnn<br />

by himself.<br />

“But I convinced him I could do it,”<br />

Bob says.<br />

“I was just standing there, blinking my<br />

teary eyes, and they called all the shots,<br />

gently and sweetly. I don’t know what I<br />

would have done without them.”<br />

-Bob Ranes<br />

And he did, for a while, until MaryAnn<br />

could no longer make it from the recliner<br />

(where she preferred to sleep) to the<br />

bathroom. Bob called his doctor and said,<br />

“I can’t do it anymore.”<br />

Within 20 minutes, a <strong>Hospice</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Emanuel</strong><br />

nurse showed up at his door.<br />

“She was like some kind <strong>of</strong> angel.” Bob<br />

said. “I knew she couldn’t make MaryAnn<br />

well, but she could make her comfortable.”<br />

By the end <strong>of</strong> that day, <strong>Hospice</strong> <strong>of</strong><br />

<strong>Emanuel</strong> had a hospital bed set up in the<br />

Ranes’ living room. They helped arrange<br />

for 12-hour, and then 24-hour, home<br />

health care.<br />

“That allowed me to get some sleep,” Bob<br />

says. “Not much, but some. So I was able<br />

to stay healthy.”<br />

<strong>Hospice</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Emanuel</strong> staff did what they<br />

always do: Whatever needed to be done.<br />

They helped manage MaryAnn’s pain.<br />

They answered questions – not over the<br />

phone but in person. They showed up and<br />

helped the couple prepare for and understand<br />

what would come next.<br />

Bob woke up fairly rested on the morning<br />

<strong>of</strong> December 13, 2007. As always, he<br />

made his way down the hall to MaryAnn’s<br />

bed, took her hand, kissed her fingers and<br />

said, “Good morning, sweetheart.”<br />

MaryAnn was just barely awake. Bob<br />

went to the kitchen and shared a cup <strong>of</strong><br />

c<strong>of</strong>fee with the home health care nurse.<br />

The nurse went to check on MaryAnn a<br />

few minutes later. She returned in tears.<br />

MaryAnn had passed away.<br />

“I called <strong>Hospice</strong> immediately,” Bob says.<br />

“They were here in 12 minutes. And they<br />

did everything. They called the funeral<br />

home, they stripped the bed. I was just<br />

standing there, blinking my teary eyes,<br />

and they called all the shots, gently and<br />

sweetly. I don’t know what I would have<br />

done without them.”<br />

That’s the line you hear over and over<br />

when people talk <strong>of</strong> their <strong>Hospice</strong> <strong>of</strong><br />

<strong>Emanuel</strong> experience. Nancy Santos lost<br />

her husband, Melvin, on April 4, 2007.<br />

She says <strong>Hospice</strong> helped her before,<br />

during and after.<br />

“They came out four months before my<br />

husband died and took a huge burden <strong>of</strong>f<br />

my shoulders,” Nancy says. “They were<br />

such a comfort. They helped us through the<br />

process, step by step.”<br />

Melvin was well until the last week <strong>of</strong> his<br />

life, Nancy says.<br />

“And he was never in horrible pain,”<br />

she says. “They were so good about<br />

managing his pain.”<br />

Scott Atherton says <strong>Hospice</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Emanuel</strong><br />

helped his mother, Dorothy Atherton,<br />

through her final months <strong>of</strong> life.<br />

“You should have seen her face when<br />

they arrived at her home to sing Christmas<br />

carols,” Scott says. “It made her feel so<br />

special. They were so attentive to all <strong>of</strong> us,<br />

when she was feeling badly and when<br />

she was feeling well.”<br />

That’s exactly the care Dr. MacLaren wants<br />

<strong>Hospice</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Emanuel</strong> to provide.<br />

“Death is a part <strong>of</strong> life,” Dr. MacLaren<br />

says. “We need to do all we can do to<br />

ensure our patients live their fullest lives,<br />

right to the very end.”<br />

For more information about <strong>Hospice</strong> <strong>of</strong><br />

<strong>Emanuel</strong>, call (209) 664-2550.

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