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When Morning Meets it’s End

Harriet Hardingham

Painting

This artwork was born from my HCA placement on an elderly ward, where I witnessed a patient with a DNAR pass away peacefully surrounded by family.

As I exited the locker room I might have missed the scene with a blink of my eye, but I am thankful I did not. That may sound strange, having just witnessed death, but the atmosphere in the room was unlike anything I would have imagined: it was calm, soft and uplifting. Without urgency to intervene, the family could be fully present and support one another. Their faces held both sorrow and relief as the loved one, who had been suffering, was now at peace. The patient had been dealing with advanced dementia, and something a family member of another patient rang in my brain ‘I started mourning them a long time ago’.  It was clear that for this family also, their ‘Morning Meets its End’ as I saw death met with acceptance and release.

This encounter challenged me deeply. As a medical student, the instinct is to act and sustain life. Yet here, doing nothing was the most compassionate response. I learned that dignity could matter more than duration. It stirred reflection on the timeless question about quantity versus quality and its relevance in healthcare.

As I created this piece, I thought of the family’s grief intertwined with gratitude and was reminded that death can be peaceful, and as I future doctor, I hope to help others embrace such moments with compassion and respect.

 

Effective Consulting, Year One, 2024-2025

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