Well. Not only do I have all the problems I fight and deal with every day, while trying to keep an upbeat outlook, but now there's something new. I moved in with my parents about six months ago, because my mother worried about me being alone, and said my depression seemed to be getting worse. It was. Anyway, my father has dementia and it's a TON of work for Mother, so we have been helping each other out.
A couple of months ago, Mother began to complain of her back hurting super bad. Doctor, referral, doctor, test, doctor, MRI, doctor, referral, doctor, cat scan, chiropractor.......
She can hardly walk, and seems to be getting really, really weak. So, a week ago today she comes to me and says that her hands and feet are really numb, and she think's she's having a heart attack. I jump up, call 911 and have her taken to the hospital. Where she is not having a heart attack, thank goodness! but she does have all kinds of other stuff, the main one being a growth in the lower quadrant of her right lung. She smoked for 50 some odd years, quit two years ago when she was diagnosed with emphysema (sp) because she didnt want to have to live the rest of her life on oxygen.
Ok...now....the doc's now say that she probably had this tumor 2 years ago.....WHY WASN'T IT FOUND THEN????? Now she has lung cancer, which some totally uncompassionate oncologist that no one but mother has met told her about at 10 one night in the hospital. No one there with my 73 year old, scared momma, and this doc's all like, well the tumor is malignant. grrrrrrrrrrr. She was all alone all night with this info, called me and my sister the next day wanting us to be there together, which didnt work out, so she could tell us both together.
I'm exhausted, my heart is fluttering off and on, but I've not been shocked as of yet. You can tell by looking at me that I feel terrible, and it's hard to hide from your momma. She told me to stop coming up there, and call someone to come stay with my dad. WHO??? My sister has to work, I can just see him now with some home health nurse that he doesn't know, that would go over like the proverbial lead balloon.
Then the topper, the night after the oncologist told Mother she has lung cancer, she has a "mild" heart attack and they move her to the ICU. She's had one before, she thinks it was back when I was so sick and they told her to get my children in there because I would not make it through the night. Doctor's can be, well,... ummm..... I'm sure y'all can probably think up a few adjectives yourselves. :-)
So today, just about 3 hours ago, they call my sis from the hospital, saying they are moving Mother out of ICU. She's been doing much better the last couple of days. Give us a room number and whatnot. 30 minutes ago, my sister calls me back, she's had a set back and they are moving BACK to ICU. I'm screaming here.......
Thanks journal...and everyone else who might happen to see this for listening. Off to find the cancer groups here on Inspire....



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