Hospice prolonged my wife’s life for at least 3-4 weeks. The admitting nurse solved a problem that 2 docs and 3 nurses failed to figure. She spent close to 8 straight hours on my wife. I was able to help and spent 2-3 hours at that. We knew she was close to the end. That effort prolonged her life about a month and made it comfortable. No Medicaid.
That last month gave us all the chance to visit, say goodbye and “take care of business.” Grand daughter flew across country (DC to CA + 300 mile loop) and was with her when she died. Daughter drove 300 miles round trip 3 times a week and was with her when she died. Number 2 son cross 3/4 country and 300 mile loop. I visited every day [16 mile loop :-)]. Her favorite Hymns were played, she heard them, was alert and obviously enjoyed them with 2 grand children daughter and son-in-law. Daughter climbed up on the bed, lay down and held her mom. I gathered her into my arms and said my good bye. I rubbed her itching feet one day - oh she liked that just like old times. The church Pastor visited twice at least which was very important to our daughter. His Vicar played a guitar and they also sang those Hymns to her. Wife's Doc visited twice for sure maybe 3 times. Lady Doc - no charge.
The hospice nurse was super. The bath nurse was super. All the caregivers were super clock around - I got to know most of them. They had all worked there several years - one for 16. That tells you something. One was the MIL of our neighbors brother. The neighbor went to high school with the AL home owner who is good friends with one of our nephews. He was over to our house twice to help things along before I placed her . After death Hospice offered me 13 months of counseling which I declined.
I was with her till 5 hours before she died and didn’t want to see her again so my last memory of her would be and was of her still alive.
That’s what Hospice and the AL home did for us.