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Commentary
Feb 27, 2012

Grief: Four-Plus Years Past

Author Affiliations

Author Affiliations: Division of General Internal Medicine and Geriatrics, Palliative and Supportive Care Program, Medical University of South Carolina, Charleston, and Beacon Hospice, Mount Pleasant, South Carolina.

Arch Intern Med. 2012;172(4):360-361. doi:10.1001/archinternmed.2011.1466

A real experience of death isolates one absolutely. The bereaved cannot communicate with the unbereaved.
Iris Murdoch, An Accidental Man1

Pamela died at 52 years of age on a warm October afternoon, leaving me and my 2 daughters to rummage through the rollercoaster emotions of loss and grief. It began with a cough a year earlier, advanced to a diagnosis of rapidly progressive scleroderma, and ended in death. The pain was unbearable, like a knife cutting off my arm. I was suddenly a single parent trying to put together the pieces of a puzzle without borders to guide my hands. She was here, then gone. I was alone. My daughters were alone. The world as we had known it ended.

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