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A dying child: a nurses perspective, and what motherhood has taught me.

josierm by josierm Walking(December 2008) (rank 319th)

A dying child: A nurses perspective, and what motherhood has taught me

I had worked for a few years as a paediatric nurse prior to having my own children.  In my work, I care for some very sick children, and some, unfortunately, do not make it through.  Before

having children of my own, I thought the loss of a child was a very sad event, tragic and unfair.  It was not until I had my own children that I could even begin to understand the magnitude of what losing a child really meant from a parents perspective.  I can only imagine now, by thinking about how I would feel if I lost one of my own, how it may feel.

I imagine having the essence of my soul ripped out through my mouth.

I imagine having my beating heart ripped from my chest

I imagine a void in my stomach that nothing could ever fill.

I imagine a lead weight inside of me, knotting my gut.

I imagine my brain being so consumed with grief that nothing else could penetrate.

I imagine a grief beyond recovery.

I imagine wanting to howl in pain and withdraw from the world at the same moment.

It was not until I had my own children, that I knew how very much a part of your own soul and very being that your own children are to you.  I realised, that the loss of a child to a parent is not just the loss of a child, it is a loss of part of yourself that nothing could ever replace.  Becoming a mother changed the way I care for these families, and I feel that I needed to have my own children, to find that real empathy and understanding to care for grieving families.  I am in no way saying that I am the best person to get grieving families through their loss, I am just stating how becoming a mother has taught me things that no text book, research article or grief and palliative care education course ever could.

What to tell a dying child

Children have a mature understanding of death at around the age of 7, that is to say, they understand the 3 important components of death as permanence (once a living creature dies, it cannot be brought back to life), universality (all living things eventually die) and nonfunctionality (all living functions, including thought, movement and vital signs, cease at death).  However, children’s experiences with death and dying are powerful influences on their understanding.  A terminally ill child under the age of 6 may have a very well developed conception of death.

Should we tell a child that he or she is dying?  Well, the research articles all say yes.  Authors of these articles believe that providing children with the opportunity to talk about death may lead them to worry less.  Open and honest discussions with children contribute to their cognitive appreciation of the concept and their emotional well being.  Children that are not told the truth will often make up their own magical answers, that may sometimes be more scary than the truth.

How do you tell a child that he or she is dying?  I don’t know the exact words.  These conversations are almost always done in private.  One thing I do know is that kids know more than we realise.  I have seen parents attempt to protect their children from death, by refusing to allow the child to be told that he or she is dying.  In my experience, I have learnt that a child will always know that he or she is dying, even if they don’t let on to the parents.  They know their own bodies and know when something is not right.  I have found that children who are denied open conversations about death, are also denied answers to their questions and usually become inwardly fearful of what is about to happen.  It is important that children are told the truth about death and dying, otherwise they fill in the blanks and draw their own conclusions, and their conclusions are usually scarier than the reality.

An example of this: I was on a night shift a few years ago, caring for a 9 year old with a very rare terminal blood disease.  Her parents did not want her being told that she was dying.  At around 4am, she was awake, worrying, and said to me “I feel like I am dying, maybe if I eat something I will be OK”.  She tried to force down an apple, as she had rightly equated food with life.  She knew that she was dying, even though no-one had told her.  Because she was denied discussions about death, she didn’t completely understand why she felt like she was dying and was afraid, yet she felt like she still had to try to fix it herself.  It was heart wrenching, not being able to talk openly to her about it in her hour of need.  She died that morning, only a few hours later.

Parents may find it very difficult to discuss the topic with their child, as telling their child will mean admitting to themselves that thier childs life is not going to be as long as they had expected.  Once you admit this to yourself, it means that you have to then deal with it, and who wants to have to deal with that.  Voicing the issue may also create a feeling of giving up, and hope lost, and we all like to hope for a miracle.

Younger children tend to grieve for their parents and worry about them feeling sad when the child dies.  Children that are openly told by their parents that “yes mummy and daddy will be very sad, and miss you very much, but we will be OK” will cope much better with this thought than those who can’t express their fears.  Adding a comment such as “Mummy and daddy will get to see you again one day” or “you will get to see grandma again soon” may be helpful, depending on your own personal beliefs about spiritual matter.  Teenagers grieve more for the life they will not have- marriage, children, career.  Opportunities also need to be made for terminally ill teenagers to discuss their fears.   

How can you possibly let a child go?

Before I became a mum myself, I would see children suffering, with no hope of a cure, and I could not understand how these parents could do everything to keep their children alive, even if it meant prolonging their suffering and the inevitable.  Well now I can begin to understand.  How could I let one of my own children go?  Its unfathomable.  You just couldn’t make that decision to give up on your own.  Now that  have my own children, I can see that these parents of dying children need a very gentle guidance to come to that conclusion themselves.  I have seen the relief, in both children and parents, when active treatment ends and palliative care begins, and the focus becomes of the child’s comfort and quality of life.  Modern medicine is amazing, but just because we can, doesn’t mean we should.

 

Why do children get sick and die?

Its difficult to comprehend why a child can be allowed to suffer in illness and how a life so young can be taken.  This is the moment when people start to question their faith and beliefs.  I don’t think anyone can give an answer to this question, but I do hold a belief that may make it easier to cope with.  One thing I have noticed, is that all the terminally ill children I have cared for have had beautiful spirits and were so rich in personality.  They seem to be old souls, wise beyond their years.  Their life’s lessons are condensed into such a short space of time, but they still manage to teach and touch more people than most adults can who live to a ripe old age.  I believe these children are angels, sent for a special purpose.  Somehow they can give and receive more love than most of us will ever know.  And isn’t that what life is about- love?

Men and women grieve differently

One thing I have learnt, is that all families will struggle through their ocean of grief in their own way.  Some families are torn apart, some are brought together.  Mothers feel their loss strongly.  How can your carry a baby for 9 months, give birth, bond with him, nurture him and raise your child as you would expect, and not feel completely empty when that is taken away.  Women, however, tend to be more social creatures and usually deal with grief more effectively than men for this reason.  Fathers have their own very special bond with their child and grieve deeply, but often do not have the social ability to express and release this grief.  Its human nature, evolutionary, and dates back to hunter gatherer times. As a result, men tend to turn to activities that may numb their grief. Negative activities may include alcohol or working excessively.  Other fathers may put all their grief into starting an awareness website or fundraising committee.   Both mum and dad need to be supported in their grief, but as both parents are so consumed in their own grief, it is difficult for them to support each other.  This is where it is vital for the health of the relationship for both parents to find their own supports outside of their relationship (such as friends, family, counselors, psychologists).  Grief cannot be avoided.  You may delay it, but it will always come back (usually at special life milestones) until you deal with it.

Losing friendships

Unfortunately, some families will lose friends at this time.  Grief is uncomfortable to be around, and some people just don’t know what to say, or how to act and will avoid the situation all together.  It is such a shame that, at a time when the support of friends is needed the most, it may be the time when friends start drifting away.  Many of the families I have worked with noted that their supports faded after around 3 months, as if people expected that 3 months was enough time to get over it.  We all need to remember that the loss of a child is something you never get over, and true friendship needs to continue way beyond this time limit.  The grieving parent needs to be the one to guide the conversation.  There will be times when they don’t want to talk about their loss (no-one wants to fall apart in the middle of a shopping centre) and there will be times when the full extent of emotions will need to be expressed.  When talking to grieving parents, I find it helpful to ask how things are going, but not push the topic and make a quick analysis of where to go from there.  You also don’t want the parent to feel as though the child has been forgotten or ignored.

Don’t forget the siblings

Grieving starts from the moment of diagnosis of a potential terminal illness.  Parents will obviously, and not surprisingly struggle with the news that their child is going to die.  The focus moves to the child who is ill.  But we need to remember that brothers and sisters are going through this grieving process too, also at a time when the parents are usually emotionally unable to be the 100% support for the other children, due to their own grief.  It’s not their fault.  There is only so much you can expect of one person emotionally.  This is where supports are vital.  Siblings may require counseling throughout the course of the illness, and after the death of their brother or sister.  Friends and family come in helpful with explaining things to and listening to the siblings.  There are excellent mental health professionals that specialize in childrens grief to assist in getting the siblings through this rough time.  Art therapy can be a fantastic outlet for emotions in a child, without them having to articulate in words what they are feeling.

My final note:

To those families who have suffered the loss of a child:  I am deeply sorry for your loss and I would never assume to imagine what your own personal experience has been like and the pain you have endured.

To those families caring for a dying child: I hope you use all the supports available to you at this time. Know that your child is an angel, here on this earth perhaps for only a very short time, but with a very great purpose.

To those families with healthy children: be ever so thankful for what you have.  Life is precious, appreciate your children for the miracles they really are.  Care for them and let them grow.

To those people who know a grieving family: be a support, offer your friendship and be available to listen when needed. 

~I do not assume to know what it truly feels like to lose a child, I only write this as an observer and carer of grieving families, in the hope of encouraging more support for these families.  The content of this article is focused on terminal illness of a child, such as cancer or degenerative medical conditions and the finer details of grief will differ for those parents who have suffered the loss of a child as a result of accident or injury.

 

 

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iamschild
June 13th | iamschild
Re: A dying child: a nurses perspective, and what motherhood has taught me.

Amazing article, and thanks for sharing.

You touched my heart in a way that I didn't quite expect... I've always known that for many parents, when I take their kids away, it's almost as if the children died. Especially for parents with cognitive challenges or severe traumas. I knew that, but didn't realise the depth of the impact. I guess it's one of the places where I truely can't understand until I have my own... although I try. Thank you for waking me up.

Iamschild.



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noodlefrog
June 6th | noodlefrog
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I have tears in my eyes! I lost my 4yr old nephew to a brain tumour in 2002 (before I became a parent myself) and can totally relate to your insightful and careful words. Lovely article - thank you! :)



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cristianandilariasmum
May 2009 | cristianandilariasmum
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When I first moved to Italy aged just twenty my first job was to be the nanny to a very wealthy family. Sadly their three year old son had cancer and was in Milan at a specialist hospital while the other two children stayed back in Naples with their father. I was to look after the two left at home. How I wish I would have had this article at that time.



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Carolynk
February 2009 | Carolynk
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Being witness as a teenager to see a three year old son of my parents' friends,suffering from a brain tumour .It is an agonising thing to watch.This couple had three much older almost  adult children but we could all feel the strain. We all visited  as a family and gave support as we could.My brother ,sisters and I would entertain  the little fellow and keep his mind off things which gave time out for his anxious parents. The parents then chatted or had a game of cards or something with our folks. I also remember times we would talk separately with the older kids offering a shoulder to cry on.Friendship and support I learnt was something money could not buy but was so much appreciated.If something like this crosses your path ,try and put your self  in that person's shoes and offer any assistance you can , hold a hand ,share a cuppa or offer time out .It will certainly give you a new appreciation of life.



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mother82
January 2009 | mother82
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wow your article really opened my eyes to something i knew exsisted just not to this depth. thanks.



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clarky
January 2009 | clarky
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an amazing article-very very well written



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TravellingMum
January 2009 | TravellingMum
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What an amazing and insightful article.  Thank you for writing it and giving everyone the opportunity to consider a topic most of us don't even like going near!!  Even if this article helps only one family or one person to help a grieving family, it was worth the time and effort it took for you to write it.



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SouthernLight
January 2009 | SouthernLight
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Beautifully written!! Great advice and understanding delivered with sensitivity and gentle, loving compassion! ;)



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Aidansmom07
January 2009 | Aidansmom07
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I'm sitting at work reading this and sobbing, hoping no one will see me. 

I've always believed in honesty with children, but to be honest I had never thought about it in this scenario.  I hope and pray that I NEVER have to endure that, but my eyes are surely open about being honest with a dying child.

What a beautifully written piece of advice.

Thank you Josierm!!!



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joyelaine
January 2009 | joyelaine
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My mother lost our baby brother due to a mistake by her doctor.  Losing an infant brother was hard enough, I'm not sure I could handle losing my own child. I saw how hard it was on my father -- it tore my heart open to see him feeling helpless. My mother was hurting too, but emotionally she was the stronger of the two. I know she still hurts even to this day from losing Jeremy. He should have been 28 this year.  That pain is different from the pain of what my sister is going through.

My youngest sister's two oldest children have Cystic Fibrosis. Kaitlyn, my niece just started high school this year. Her brother, Jerrod is 11. We almost lost him a few years ago. He could no longer breathe on his own and needed a lung transplant. A cousin in our family donated part of her lung and a woman in our home town also did the same. Jerrod has done very well during that time and has even been able to play baseball since his transplant. Something he always wanted to do but was never able to until his transplant. Recent infections are beginning to scar up his lungs again though and he has been in the hospital a lot this year. He lost most of his hearing because of the high doses of the antibiotics he was on after the operation, but he doesn't complain.

Kaitlynn now needs a lung transplant. The last two years she has been in the hospital more than she has been home. This hospital is several hours from our home town -- it's often hard for family to spend time with her.  My sister often has to leave her there because she has to keep working -- she needs the insurance from her job to take care of Kaitlyn's and Jerrod's medical needs. When I visit my sister she often looks exhausted and I wonder how long she can keep going in this manner.

We were hopeful last year because our baby brother signed up to donate a part of his lung. He has been working out at the gym each night to stay healthy as possible. He was accepted as a donor. A friend of the family had also signed up but it was discovered that she smoked a few years back and quit. She never told anyone, but she is not allowed to donate. I'm a little angry that she even did this and got my sister's hope up only to have it taken away. During this time the hospital has changed it's policy and no longer does live transplants. Again I'm a bit angry because this young woman wasted time that could have been used by other's that would have been willing to be a donor.  Getting angry really doesn't help anyone or change the circumstances. Kaitlyn's doctors aren't sure that she will live another year without a transplant. They are waiting for a matching cadaver donor's lungs.

I have noticed a change in my niece over the last year. She is a brave young girl and she knows what she faces, but the fact that she might have a short time left has to be on her mind. I see it in comments that she makes on her MySpace.  It breaks my heart that this beautiful young girl may never experience things in life that we all take for granted. First loves, first kisses, dating, having a family and so much more. She is also extremely intelligent -- I feel like the world may lose someone that had a lot to offer our society.

She has a lot of friends. When she is out of the hospital I see her running from one activity to another as if she is trying to squeeze as much living into what time she has left. It's getting so hard to type now as the tears stream from my eyes. This time in her life should be full of new experiences and she shouldn't have to worry about such serious matters. I think it has made her more mature. I can tell that she is a bit frightened at what is ahead of her, but this has always been how life is for her. Its what life dealt her and I think my sister and the kids have handled it well. I'm not sure how it will hit my sister when the time comes that we actually lose Jerrod or Kaitlyn. I only hope that I'm strong enough to be there for my baby sister when we do face this. I didn't handle finding out that Kaitlyn had Cystic Fibrosis to well when she was born. I was the one that took my sister to the hospital 4 months too early. My sister's water broke. Kaitlyn's intestines had a blockage and this tiny little 5 lb person had her first operation.  I still remember how she fit in just one of my hands. I thought I would break her if I touched her.

I do know that if the time comes that we face the loss of one of these children I will do the best to be there for my sister.  I know I have gone on much longer than I had intended. I really just wanted to tell you that I think your article has a lot of good information. I hope many people will take the time to read it. I'm sure it will be much help to those that need this information.

Thank you for taking the time to share your perspective and experiences.

 



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      josierm
January 2009 | josierm
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thankyou for sharing your experiences, that must have been hard for you to confront your emotions like that.  I hope that you and your sister stay strong; and Kaitlynn and Jerrod stay as healthy as possible for as long as possible.  love and best wishes to you all. xx



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mintyman1
January 2009 | mintyman1
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What a Beautiful Heart You must have Janice, !

I have been around Hospitals for many Years, and I have not heard such a comprehensive , Yet candid account of what You have had to do , and what You have learned...

I am sure that Your article will be able to help a lot of people, and at the least, will reassure people that You will be there to help through their time of sadness.

I applaud Your courage.!

Good Luck Janice.

Best regards from mintiman1



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rxg1970
January 2009 | rxg1970
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A great article.  You work as a health professional and now your role as a mother provide valuable insight in relation to this issue.  You are so right when you say you cannot understand the depth of feeling a parent has for their child until you become a parent yourself.  I also liked what you said about terminally ill children having beautiful spirits and depth of personality.  I have 2 nephews with cystic fibrosis.  When they were born in the 80s it was considered fortunate if they lived to be in their teens.  We thank God that they are both still here (albeit with a couple of close calls along the way).  They are the most amazing boys (now men really) and what people really notice about them is that they really have a handle on what is important in life.  One of my fondest memories is when we went to their high school.  They came over giving us huge hugs and telling us how much they loved us.  Now most teenage boys I've known would rather die than be subject to such an open display of affection in the company of their school friends.  Not them, they couldn't care less what anyone else thought and the funny thing is they were two of the most popular boys in the school.



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      josierm
January 2009 | josierm
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I really enjoy working on adolescent ward with the CF teenagers.  I think their illness impacts on their personalities in a good way and they do learn about what is important in life more quickly than other teenagers.  The most challenging thing is when they don't want to be compliant with their treatment- either because it impacts on their social lives, or they have a desire to feel 'normal' or they have just had enough.  Most of the time, they are great to have a laugh and a joke with though, and most are really easy to get along with, even if they do have the odd adolescent grumpy day!  i wish you and your nephews all the best. take care. xx josie



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JessN
January 2009 | JessN
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Very well written and very thoughtful



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Juzzy
December 2008 | Juzzy
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Wow, What a well written article. Very easy to understand.

Juzzy xoxox



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janicepovey
December 2008 | janicepovey
Re: A dying child: a nurses perspective, and what motherhood has taught me.

  This is an excellent article and you have covered many of the gamut of emotions and heartache that a child or parent would go through.

Cheers Janice



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