just one of those days

I am not sure how to start this. I know it has been a long time since I blogged and I know I have had 3 glasses of wine.
I received a call yesterday from a patient's family. Patient had been discharged a few months back for extended prognosis, otherwise known as you ain't dying fast enough. The patient suddenly died in the morning and the family requested I go "pray over him" since he was not a religious man. I spent more time talking to the patient about his life which is how I supported him. He really enjoyed the interaction with someone that was not suffering through dementia. I called the other team members that had taken care of him to let them know he had died and today I went to see him. I offered prayers for him and told him(or his body) that he had been a good person and had taken care of all his passengers and even married one. (He was a bus driver)
So strange to see a person in a cheap box for cremation. He was clean and looked good. You know, it is not the first time seeing a dead person, but I missed the conversations we had. He was a good man.
I am just ashamed that he is all alone now. No family, no love. Not the way I hope to die.