I took today off because I needed to take my mom to an appt. I told my boss if she was rough, I would be in and maybe take her Thursday. I went over last night and stayed over. So we get up at like 6am, and we had a bagel and sat with my dad before he left for work.
So we both went back to bed, and I went into her room around 9 and she was okay but said she was having bad stomach cramps (which usually happens for days after an obstruction. My brother has been there every second of her care and gives her needles, knows what she is on, etc (he works nights) so dad does nights and he does days.
So she starts getting kinda bad. I asked her if she wanted me to get him, and she first said no, then yes. So I went and got him and she started getting worse. We called her home nurse and asked if we could give her another needle to help the cramps. She said yes, but it didn’t seem to do anything. The nurse had 2 patients to see. So she’s getting really bad, sitting on the bed in agony and hoping to throw up, and nothing came. She was saying that today is the worst its been.
She says to us, maybe we should call 911. Then she starts breathing really hard, and we didnt really know what to do, so my brother called the head office of the palliative care and said about 911 and they said they were going to get the nurse over right away, etc. Well she says, that she feels like she is going to pass out. That was all I needed to hear. My brother called 911 and the paramedics were there like 5 mins later. She couldnt even walk to the door. So my brother rode in the ambulance with her and he said they even stopped at stoplights..?????
We called my dad, and he left work and came to the hospital. She was in agony, moaning, and crying….and they still didnt give her anything for like 40 minutes. They said she had to see the emerg dr. first. She told me to leave (nicely) cause she knows I get upset when I see her like that. So they finally gave her morphine and a tons of other crap through the IV.
She saw her palliative care dr at the hospital and they increased all her medication. I guess things are getting worse, and the meds arnt strong enough.
We were gonna go shopping after too, she was worried she didnt have enough xmas presents. So…dont know what else to say. My dad just called and they just brought her home and shes all drugged up. They said it was hard to get inside the door. So, she’ll be out for the rest of the night, and we’ll see what tomorrow brings. As long as she is not in pain…..that is the main thing.
So our first 911 call. I feel all sorts of things, upset, sorry for myself, my mom, my family, but you know what? were not special. This has happened to families b4.
It was funny cause I went last night to get a plant sent to my brothers and I’s godparents, and every year I get them for the last few, I always end up calling her before I buy cause Im just not sure. I tend to look to the bigger things (bigger is better—-but also more expensive) So Im like, Mom, can I get them a small thing) Its just a little shrub in a nice white pail, and it was spraypainted with a little white to make it look like snow. Even with the two of them, and $9.50 delivery charges, it still came to $50.00. Good thing I didnt go with the $30 one I would of really liked to get.
Okay…so thats it for now. bye all.
