Mom's mental status is almost back to Momness. When the aide came to test her blood sugar and asked Mom which finger she wanted her to use, guess which finger Mom gave her? Heh heh heh.
The attending doctor believes that once this infection is kicked, there is no reason she cannot go HOME. That's right, home, not a rathole. YEEEHAW!
I filed a formal complaint with ACHA against the nursing home and a separate one against the "nurse" that wouldn't call the doctor when Mom was in pain. I'm also filing complaints with FHCA and JCAHO. And I'm outting a call in to administration this morning regarding a bad attitude aide in the hospital last night.
Now, the bad news: My best friend, Elana (Boston) lost her mom yesterday to a massive cerebral hemorrhage. If you can, please send some of your virtual hugs and vibes in her direction.
Linda2
-- When love is your greatest weakness, you will be the strongest person in the world. --Garman Wold
On Tue, 14 Oct 2003 6:59:19 -0400, Linda2 wrote (in message ):
Thank God. Now, if your mom's devoted boyfriend comes back, you have my permission and blessings to give him a Birkenstock where the sun don't shine.
I LOVE the fact that your mom gave them the driving finger when it was time for her blood test. It's not just funny, it's a great sign that her spirit is returning.
And what's with the "heh, heh, heh?" Has your mom been talking to my DD? Oh no, Zeebree isn't headed South, is he?
Good for you! These "people" shouldn't be working with the sick and elderly, and I hope that your actions will get them removed to some place where they can't hurt anyone.
Will do. I'm sorry that your friend lost her mother, I hope that the poor woman didn't suffer.
I'm so glad to hear the good news about your mom! I'm also glad to hear you are filing complaints against the nursing home and the nurse! Too much stuff like this goes on, and the poor people that are mistreated often can't do it for themselves!
vj found this in rec.crafts.beads, from "Linda2" :
]The attending doctor believes that once this infection is kicked, there is ]no reason she cannot go HOME. That's right, home, not a rathole. YEEEHAW!
WOW, Linda!!!!! what good news!!!!
]Now, the bad news: My best friend, Elana (Boston) lost her mom yesterday to ]a massive cerebral hemorrhage. If you can, please send some of your virtual ]hugs and vibes in her direction.
absolutely!
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's not what you take, when you leave this world behind you;it's what you leave behind you when you go. -- Randy Travis
(((((((hugs))))))) Lots of calming, soothing vibes coming your way, Linda. Tell your mom she needs to use that finger more often. :) My heart goes out to your friend.
Mom's mental status is almost back to Momness. When the aide came to test her blood sugar and asked Mom which finger she wanted her to use, guess which finger Mom gave her? Heh heh heh.>
ROTFL - that is so funny!!!!
heh heh sounds like Kathy's nemesis is visiting you : - O
file those complaints - sounds like a lot of damn mismanagement of her case went on ---- hope someone gets a dressing down over it too! Especially the nasty doc....
Cheryl of DRAGON BEADS Flameworked beads and glass
Well, surprisingly, Mom got moved to a room across from the nurses' station, had the catheter removed so bladder training can begin and has a "sitter" (an aide who stays by her side all night) tonight. Last night we were told moving her was impossible as they had no rooms avaliable and a sitter was out of the question. One call to administration, followed by a call from the floor nurse and miracles happened.
Bad news is she's having severe cramps with each bowel movement. She got a shot of morphine to ease the pain and the PA to the gastro prescribed Bentyl (sp?) for the cramping. He thinks she may need surgery to correct this as the infection is taking it's own sweet time going away. But she's still alert and awake, so that's a good thing.
Sunday is her 83rd birthday and we're having a party in her room. I'm getting her a tacky plastic tiara to wear and lots of balloons and party hats and other stuff.
I am so very glad your Mom is getting back to normal. When the doctor, and you, say "home", do you mean her own home or a relatives home, where she will be cared for (though not round the clock)?
Part of the reason I am sure to be at BABE this year is that Mom is returning to Oakland to have her 80th birthday (party) at my oldest sister's house. (My sisters live in Oakland, Orinda and Vacaville, brothers are farther away). I'm quite sure this will be her first trip since her car accident and partial paralysis last Christmas.
Hurrah! I think that the sitter will make a world of difference. I'm so proud of you for moving up the food chain to get your mom the services she needs. Even if your mom never knows that you saved her life, you know, and we know, and we're proud and thankful. I can't say enough good things about how you've been working through this crisis.
Oh yes, we're still waiting for your boss' name and address so we can go "talk" to him. ;-)
This concerns me. Morphine is infamous for causing constipation, which could be the reason behind your mother's pain. (Oh yes, it also can cause urinary incontinence - that might make urinary training difficult) No idea what Bentyl might be, but some heavy duty stool softeners could improve things quite a bit.
If she needs surgery, what type will it be? My best friend's dad had an infection similar to your mom's, and he ended up with a temporary colostomy. He wasn't thrilled about it, but it saved him a lot of discomfort. A visiting nurse came by each day to assist him in taking care of the colostomy.
Kathy N-V
Ob. Mr. M Story: Mr. M, my best friend's dad, lost a leg at Anzio - war hero and all that. He was a real athlete both before and after the war, and I didn't know he had a prosthetic leg for many years. I was around twenty, and I saw him in shorts. My friend and I had been kicking around together since we were little kids, and I never knew. He was that good with it.
When he was about eighty, he had to be hospitalized for some minor surgery. After the surgery, an aide came in to try and get him to walk. He was all for the idea, but told the aide that he needed his leg out of the cabinet.
"Sure you do, Mr. M." the aide replied, thinking that this eighty year old guy wasn't quite with the picture.
They went back and forth a few times, with Mr. M insisting that he wasn't walking without his leg (duh), and the aide insisting that he was just trying to avoid walking down the hall.
Finally, Mr. M had had enough. "Just look in the "friendly" closet, willya?" he barked.
The aide condescendingly took a look, realizing that this elderly man wouldn't take a walk until he proved that there was no spare leg hanging around the hospital room.
Then he opened the closet. :-0
NO ONE at that hospital treated Mr. M like a feeble old man ever again. (If they had bothered to speak with him for two minutes, they would have known that he had more on the ball at age eighty than most other people ever have. He was also terribly athletic: he played baseball with his grandsons until a few weeks before he passed away, and rode seven miles on his exercise bike (with one leg, the prosthesis would be propped beside the bike) every day for at least forty years.
On Wed, 15 Oct 2003 4:02:06 -0400, vj wrote (in message ):
Holy Moley. I am always astonished when people tell me that their parents are so much older than mine. I broke the family pattern by waiting until I was in my late twenties in having DD. My mother is 63, my father is 64, Oma is 84 and Opa just turned ninety in July.
Oma was a big 43 (and the mother of a six year old) when she became a grandmother. Mom was 49, and was rather peeved, because she felt she was far too young and good looking to be a grandmother. :-)
BTW, I'm certainly not the baby of this group. I turned 41 in September, and DD will be 14 in December.
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