Not an easy job

I READ the article (Mail, February 14) about the elderly man who was allowed to see his horse for the last time before passing.

What a wonderful, moving tribute to a man and his best friend, his horse.

I must commend the staff and everyone involved in this remarkable event.

I live in South Africa and my mom, Patricia Anne Chatterton, unfortunately passed away there on February 24, 2011.

I was allowed on arrival from the airport to stay with my mom until she died, which I’m sure is against the rules.

My mom fought a brave fight and I couldn’t understand why she was holding on, until one day I asked for a photo of my estranged brother and placed it face down on her chest.

It was all she needed to let go.

She was waiting for her favourite child so she could say goodbye.

I have never seen a patient treated with such dignity and care.

Nothing was too much trouble for the staff.

Being from so far away, I was informed at every stage of my mom’s treatment and never brushed aside by the staff.

They gave me the facts and hid nothing from me.

Unfortunately she didn’t recover, but there isn’t a day goes by that I don’t think of my mom and her care givers.

I will be eternally grateful.

I’m sure it’s not an easy job but you are all angels in my eyes.

God bless you all, and a huge thank you.

Julie Ralton,

South Africa.