My Daughter-In-law, just over 50, a very caring Senior Cancer Nurse, at local Hospitals, was, herself, diagnosed with Cancer, about a year ago.
In and out of Hospitals, several surgical procedures, including what is often called, “Taking it all away”, she & my son have remained hopeful , that it would be fixed, eventually.
When it returned, a few weeks ago, she had to go back in, being in agony, (the ambulance took 9 hours to come for her - perhaps a Covid spin off)) .
Sadly, this time, it became clear that the options have run out.
At this point in time, she is in a room, on her own, no TV, doctor visits have lessened, visitors can be seen in a sort of Garden Room, to which she gets wheeled, in her bed.
Last time, she waited one and a half hours, after visiting ended, before she could be wheeled back to he cell (room).
Nurses visit, several times, to connect her up to her feeding pipes, some very caring, some very little caring.(Covid may be draining some of the good will & care!)
Doctors don’t do weekends, so information is low.
So, her life, at the moment, is being in a small room, minimal contact, with just a “pain” device which she is advised to readjust each time the pain increases.
Being a nurse, she knows that this will reduce the pain - but also her conciousness, so, she doesn’t increase the dose, preferring to get through the pain to get more time with her children & my son.
She is aware that, once she is “out of it” she may not get to “come back”.
This has become the reality of life “at the end”.
There is little you can do to complain, when a carer, for example, leaves something out of reach, or you don’t get timely toilet service, or nobody has a plan any more.
Hopefully, we can get her home, before it’s too late, but seeing as her feeding, her care, needs so much attention, and the attention is under so much pressure, we can’t see how.
Anyone else suffering in this way?