Went to see Mum this morning she has just finished a course of anti-biotics for a chest infection but they have made no difference at all, so the cares staff called the GP and invited me to be there to discuss the best course of action.
The GP has confirmed that Mum still has a severe infection with particularly severe fluid/congestion in the lower right lung. Recently she has shrivvelled before my eyes the skin on her arms looks like empty sleeves she is so thin. There are stronger meds they can use but part of the problem is administration and long term qulity of life. With the last lot of anti-biotics they were tryng to spoon them into her and most was dribbling down her chin, besides which they taste foul and you could see she was disturbed by this. Basically the upshot is that she is still "eating for pleasure" albeit I do feel one or two carers seem to be pushing food a bit too much. I asked about symptomatic relief if this infection takes hold and the GP said they can use a syringe driver to administered drugs that would calm her and make her less distressed about breathing difficulties as well as decreasing the level of secretions. The GP is amazed she had lasted so long. It's heartbreaking to see the way the contractures have taken over her body too.
I feel so wretched, so usless, I know although she never practised publically she had a private faith, but I am so angry with a so called merciful God who is letting her suffer so much.
I need to look for work but I am losing so much sleep at the moment that's totally impractical, besides what employer would allow me time off I in the first few weeks if things do take a plunge. Besdies which I doubt I would be able to function properly anyway.
The GP has confirmed that Mum still has a severe infection with particularly severe fluid/congestion in the lower right lung. Recently she has shrivvelled before my eyes the skin on her arms looks like empty sleeves she is so thin. There are stronger meds they can use but part of the problem is administration and long term qulity of life. With the last lot of anti-biotics they were tryng to spoon them into her and most was dribbling down her chin, besides which they taste foul and you could see she was disturbed by this. Basically the upshot is that she is still "eating for pleasure" albeit I do feel one or two carers seem to be pushing food a bit too much. I asked about symptomatic relief if this infection takes hold and the GP said they can use a syringe driver to administered drugs that would calm her and make her less distressed about breathing difficulties as well as decreasing the level of secretions. The GP is amazed she had lasted so long. It's heartbreaking to see the way the contractures have taken over her body too.
I feel so wretched, so usless, I know although she never practised publically she had a private faith, but I am so angry with a so called merciful God who is letting her suffer so much.
I need to look for work but I am losing so much sleep at the moment that's totally impractical, besides what employer would allow me time off I in the first few weeks if things do take a plunge. Besdies which I doubt I would be able to function properly anyway.
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