Two good memories from being a visitor to hospice: at Mary Potter in Wellington they bring round a drinks trolley and, at the same place, they let residents smoke.
Both may run counter to what some people may think of a health facility, but in their own way both measures were as life-affirming and empathetic as any kind of treatment.
Why are we talking about hospice? Cancer is a bit of a theme this week with the Relay for Life on this weekend and the loss of Wanganui's Hospice Race Day to Otaki. Hopefully the latter decision, with a bit of people power put to work, will be reversed.
The drinks trolley at Mary Potter made its way from room to room at 5pm with a cheery tinkle, an evening ritual which made the place human and the residents pretty pleased. The smoking might be far more controversial, and may no longer be permitted as this was many years ago, but at the time when a friend was not long from dying it seemed a warm-hearted measure. If the definition of palliative care is the reduction of suffering, then such relaxing of the rules fits with the ethos.
Hospices have become part of the fabric of how we care for people with cancer for control of symptoms, assessment of palliative care, looking after the terminally ill and giving home carers a break.