Still the Best View

Can we start with...this has been a wild 24 hours. And not in a good way. I'm emotionally spent. My Mom was so down last night. I keep asking myself, am I in denial? Are things way worse, than what I am seeing?

But first, let's start with the good stuff. We had the most amazing ER nurse! Sometime around 2AM, he came into my Mom's room with a recliner. Sheets, blankets, and pillows. And for the first time ever, I had some decent sleep in the ER. 

To be honest, he was just a dream. Worked with the pharmacy to get meds. Let us sleep. And when the phlebotomist couldn't draw blood, he did it. So kind and gentle. I really appreciate good nurses. Martin was top tier.

This morning we woke up to this beautiful view. I mean, it never gets old. The best part of this hospital, is the view. The spectacular view. We've watched the hot air balloons go up for over an hour now. Some are starting to land. But it's a gorgeous sight! And the best way to start our morning. 

Yesterday was just rough. We hadn't seen a single doctor all day. Around 4:45PM a Hospitalist finally showed up. She seemed a bit annoyed. Is it me, or all Hospitalist like this? And honestly she seemed ready to go home. Like my Mom was an inconvenience for her. Then the tuff talk began...

Telling my Mom she needed to update her Code Status. That this is the end. And there is really no reason for CPR and/or machines. I mean, it basically sent my Mom in a downward spiral. She was so upset! Understandably so. And my Mom wouldn't back down.

Eventually, the lady left. And I struggled to get my Mom's spirits back up. But it's had me wondering. Is it really the end? Is she so much worse than we think? Is there no hope? I would think we would be having this sort of conversation with Oncology. Like if they feel like things are this bad, wouldn't one of them come to talk to us? Why put her through another bone marrow biopsy? 

End of life care and talk, should be a gentle topic. It should be something, you do with lots of grace. Have some care and compassion. This lady, basically walked in the room, pulled up my Mom's chart, and started the entire...you should just die speech. I 100% mean, she hadn't seen my Mom's chart until that minute. And immediately went into this conversation. 

I was basically speechless. I know we are definitely here until Tuesday. My Mom has a bedside BMB scheduled. I'm tempted to call Oncology, just to have a little chat. I NEED to know what's going on. What I should be preparing for. Like what the heck is going on?

By last night, my Mom was spent and went to bed. I just sat here wondering if I'm in denial. Is it worse than I think? I mean I lived through everything with my Dad. Am I missing a piece here? Just left with a lot of questions. That I hope to have answered. Between, my Mom seems to be doing much better. Had a much better night last night. 💜

We're Back

Pretty sure, I saw this coming since Tuesday night. But we're back. My Mom basically slept all day yesterday. I got her up, long enough to take her medications. And to eat a few bites of a breakfast burrito. I've been worried. To say the least.

Earlier she had a coughing fit, and couldn't catch her breath. Then she asked me to bring her to the ER. I called the Oncology nurse. Who promptly told me to get her to the ER. She'd be waiting to hear from me. Or she'd call 911 to meet us somewhere. Off we went.

Today I got to wait inside with my Mom. The ER was much busier. So we waited a bit longer. But still safely in the Oncology Corner. Honestly, I think my Mom's appearance is what allowed me to wait with her today. Again, they started off with X-rays. Around 5:30PM, I left to call my Auntie. To let her know what was happening. Then the new staff wouldn't let me back into the ER.

All was good. I took a walk. Updated family. Snapped a few pictures. And ultimately found a chair to sit on and read my book. But OMG it was HOT out there! I happened to get a chair right outside the employees door. So I was grateful every time it opened and blasted me with cold air. At shift change, that was quite nice.

At 6:30PM, I looked into the Waiting Room and didn't see my Mom. So I called the ER and found out she had gotten a room. An ER doctor came almost immediately and let us know, they'd be admitting my Mom. Because it was obvious she was having trouble breathing. The doctor could also hear crackling in her right lung. 

They started fluids, some meds, and electrolytes. It's looking like a new strain of the flu and the earliest signs of pneumonia. My Mom has had it before. So it was kind of likely to happen again. Even with her vaccine.

And because business is booming...we'll be spending the night in the ER. With Nemo starring at me. And a bed made out of 2 chairs. More than likely oncology won't have a room until tomorrow around lunchtime. But as long as my Mom is getting the care she needs, I don't care. 

I snuck off to grab some food around 9:30PM. Learned my lesson on Tuesday. But I missed the next doctor. The hospitalist. The nurse filled me in. By the way, he's awesome! We've never had such a great nurse before.

I had dinner. My Mom had half a milkshake and a little bit of a fish sandwich. But hey. That's more than she's eaten in 48 hours. So we'll call it a win. I also managed to bring a sweatshirt today. My tablet, a book, a crochet project, chargers, and my vitamins. I'm calling it a win. Because the last few days feel like a blur. Off to catch a little sleep. Hopefully. With Nemo and Dory watching over us. 💜

 

Blood Draw to ER

Today started off normally. My Mom needed to go for a normal oncology blood draw. To see if she'd start chemo tomorrow. It had already been delayed because of her counts. The nurse asked me to take her early in the day. Because her doctor isn't in the office. So they'd like the results earlier in the day. But something wasn't right...

Usually I just grab my small purse. Or even, just my driver's license. And we run to the Main Hospital. All of 5 minutes from our home. 10 if there's traffic. But something didn't seem right. So I grabbed my phone, charger, and a book. 

My Mom had not been feeling well since Sunday night. We 100% thought it was her tooth. But this morning she just wasn't feeling great. And was acting out of sorts. Once in the lab, I knew something was wrong. And I called the oncology office. The nurse asked me to take her into the ER. 

Not the ER in the hospital we were at. But the hospital that has the Cancer Center. So off we went. Across town. And we got there in about 20 minutes. The nurse called me almost as soon as we pulled into the parking lot. To make sure we had gotten there safely. Because she was waiting to call 911 if I needed help. If I haven't said it enough...I'm so grateful for this team!

And because of protocol...I stayed in the car after I helped my Mom check in. A little tip here...call the office first. They call ahead to the ER and you jump the line a bit. I think I might have sat in the car about 90 minutes before they had settled my Mom in an ER room. Which was amazing. I heard other people saying that they had been waiting for 4+ hours. I spent my time watching a show.

During that time, they did every test known to man. My Mom had scans. Went for multiple X-rays. Got fluids. And nothing. Not really anything out of place. My Mom is doing better. Because earlier she couldn't walk. And was super confused. But I'm just speechless. How is nothing wrong?

My Mom's oncologist happens to be working at the hospital this week. So the ER doctor called him to consult. And because they really can't find anything wrong, they're sending her home. Which I agree with. But honestly...it's so weird that they can't find anything wrong. Don't you think?

The ER doctor prescribed an antibiotic. In case it's her tooth. They gave her one dose here. And sent the prescription to the pharmacy about 90 minutes ago. My Mom has a dentist appointment on Friday. We'll still have to consult with oncology if they need to do anything major. 

So we'll be heading home in a bit. And I hope my Mom starts to feel better. She hasn't been eating. And has just not been herself since Sunday morning. That's what alarms me. But at least they've run all the tests. And it's nothing major. 

On a side note, I haven't eaten all day. Didn't take my vitamins. Almost froze to death. Because I was not prepared to be here. I usually have a bag in the car. With basics. Chargers, snacks, a book, a crochet project, and a sweatshirt. I also used to carry a small overnight bag, with basic essentials. But things had been going pretty well. And I took everything out of the car. I need to put those bags back in tomorrow. You just never know... 💜

 

Again...

 You guys...we're back. In the ER. I know. I went to make some dinner. So I could watch #TeenMom. My one show a week. And I heard this little noise. It was my Mom. She barely made any sound. But she fell on her way from the bathroom to sitting on the couch. 

I'm so sad for her. She was immediately in pain. I was able to get her up, the dogs situated, and to the ER...before an ambulance would have made it to our home. But you guys, she fell on her right side. The side were she already has a broken arm. I have a feeling she broke something else. But thankful it wasn't her leg or something like that. 

I have to say, things are moving quickly. We didn't spend much time in the Waiting Room. My Mom was almost immediately taken to X-rays. She's had a CAT scan. And now, we're in a room in the ER. What a night! 💜