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This was not the way he wanted to live and not a way that our family wanted to see him.  Once dad made the decision for no more intubation or heroic measures, keeping him comfortable in a hospice environment was the best next decision.  My dad, a father of six and once an executive manager of many employees, had made many tough and courageous decisions in his life and it seemed fitting to us that he would also make this decision – the toughest one any person can make.What hospice is likeDad was transferred to a brand new hospice facility in Fernandina Beach, Florida.  His medications, physical therapy and unappetizing diet of thickened liquids and baby food solids were discontinued (the hospital staff was worried about aspiration which is why he was on this unappetizing diet).  The staff at the Community Hospice in Northeast Florida was amazing…truly, angels on earth.  The nurses and staff not only helped to keep dad comfortable but educated my family about the process and answered every question we had.  They assured us along the way that we were doing exactly what we were supposed to be doing, even when it really felt like we were really doing nothing.  The décor was similar to a brand new hospital but without all the MRSA paper robes, IV machines, constant staff interruptions and perpetual noise.  The hospice environment was peaceful.  Dad’s first request when arriving to hospice was a Chick-fil-a milkshake and a diet coke.  His hospice diet primarily consisted of diet soda and ice cream.  The hospice staff also administered regular doses of morphine.  The transition to hospice also prompted my family to solidify their travel plans.  Annie rented us a huge local house that could sleep all of us and even had an indoor pool for the kids to enjoy.  All of our immediate family was able to come, including almost all of dad’s 11 grandchildren.  My dad’s sister and husband, and my mom’s sister and husband were also present.Dad’s celebration of lifeThe decision for a ‘celebration of life’ party came naturally.  We were all going to be together, had many things we wanted to say, and most importantly wanted dad to know how much he meant to all of us.  The activities of planning dad’s party gave all of us a true purpose, but certainly was unlike any party any of us had planned before. Here are the steps we took in just a few days to create dad’s celebration of life:·         We selected a day.  We picked Saturday because this gave everyone in our family time to get to the hospice facility.  We prayed and believed dad would be with us and we told him that everyone was coming for his party.·         We got on Pinterest (isn’t this everyone’s first party planning stop?!) and found ideas for end of life celebrations and created a shared board where we could collect and pin our ideas…we mostly just found lots of great quotes and poems.·         We notified the hospice staff of our plans.  They loved the idea and welcomed it.  They told us they wished more families did events like this.·         We ordered a yellow cake with chocolate frosting from Publix that read ‘We love you Larry/Dad/Pipi’ adorned with some blue Penn State paw prints.·         We made everyone aware that they would have an opportunity to share whatever they wanted with dad.  Some of us wrote down what we wanted to say and some prepared mentally.  All of us delivered from the heart.  We didn’t have a set agenda, we just took turns as the moment struck us.  The grandchildren who spoke really impressed me.·         We coordinated getting mom to the hospice room.·         We brought our iPads and got on hospice Wi-Fi so our out of town family could participate via FaceTime.·         We tried our darnedest to find a ‘Larry’ diet coke can and went to the website to see that this name wasn’t in print on a can but could be custom ordered.  In his final days, this was dad’s drink of choice.  He had always liked an occasional Diet Coke but we definitely didn’t think it would play such a vital role in hospice.  We settled for a ‘Dad’ can instead.·         We brought in food and wine and wished we had brought in several boxes of tissues.·         We played dad’s favorite upbeat music.  He loved 50’s do-wop tunes.·         We created a shared photo stream for photos past and present and a hashtag (#ljbwonderfullife) for all the pictures we took.        Again, I’m so grateful that we were able to have this party with our guest of honor present and alert.  By Saturday, he was really not interested in eating and his diet primarily consisted of straws or syringes full of Diet Coke.  He was definitely aware of his surrounding but did not have the energy to converse or open his eyes.   He did have a ceremonial bite of cake.  After it was over, I asked him if he heard much of it and he nodded and when I said we had a big party, didn’t we?  He breathed out a faint but audible ‘yeah’.  When I joked and stated that he probably liked my speech the best, he actually let 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