Started out great, but as time passed and my love of my life got sicker their compassion become less. The lady who come 3 days a week to bath him was wonderful. His nurse when it was her that came or showed on the days and didn’t just not come and leave it on me because they felt it was ok was ok for the most part but you could tell had other concerns and just didn’t have that«it». Things went wrong often and they never wanted to listen to me the person who lived him and me trying to tell them to please also communicate with me to make sure things are right due to the fact his mind had started to not be so sharp. Now for his last few days they were horrible had a on call nurse who was rude, nasty and had ZEROCOMPASSION. Talked to him horribly telling him to do things he was unable to do. Wouldn’t assist me with things that were hard for me to do because I was not a nurse. At any time I would try to talk or explain his situation she would just cut me off and be so rude. It made those last days even more harder and unbearable not to mention so unforgettable. The night he passed I assisted with so much I’m not even sure why I called Hospice Commpassus to come because they did not relieve any pain or sorrow by causing me to have to help with those type of things. All it did was now cause me to continue to remember those hard days and struggle to get back the wonderful memories we shared throughout our 18 years together. Hospice rep called but at the time I said it was too soon and I needed some time before I could talk about it. They said they would call me back after a few weeks and I never heard from them again. Please for your loved ones sake do not us Hospice Commpassus. Specially those last few days which were so important they were so checked out. Everyone at the house witnessed it not just me. So much more happened throughout the time to document it all would be too much.