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I'm leaving this entry un-friendslocked so that as many people as possible can join in with a prayer, if they're willing.
A quick recap on the situation: my mother is in hospital, and has been since Monday, with greatly increased pain, intermittant nausea, and just today, an infection and fever that they're trying to lock down. Her oncologist saw her yesterday evening and told us that the pain (which is not being controlled by narcotics at this point even though they're really loading her up with medication) is a result of the cancer -- however, the oncologist believes that once we get it under control and get her on an adequate maintenance dose of painkillers, she can go home again once sufficient palliative care is in place. Consequently, she'll be staying in the hospital until the pain is under control and those care services are ready to take care of her in her apartment.
I went to see my mother this afternoon and she is TOTALLY out of it -- sleeping most of the time, and in pain when she's not. She feels cold, which is a result of the fever, and they can't load her up with blankets because her body temperature is so out of whack, so she's pretty uncomfortable when she's awake. Seeing them try to take blood from her for blood cultures (she's so thin and her veins are so small) just about broke my heart.
The good news is that she's been transferred out of EP observation and onto an actual ward, which means that she'll be staying there for a while, until she's able to leave on her own. She's still complaining of belly pain and nausea (distinct from each other) and still hasn't eaten much of anything. I'm very worried and desperately wish that there was something I could do to help her other than just stand there by her bedside.
I also noticed something else that concerns me: her PICC line, which is in her right arm, was uncapped and hanging free instead of being capped and taped securely to her arm as it has been in the past when not in use. I didn't remember to mention it until after I'd left the hospital, so I called George on my cellphone and had him relay that to my mother's nursing team. If it turns out that this infection is the result of an oversight in caring for her PICC line, heads WILL roll in that hospital. I'm not looking for a fight, but at the moment I wouldn't back away from one either, especially if it means that it might spare someone else what my mother's going through.
Today I spoke a prayer over her, and it's one that I'm hoping I can get more people to say on her behalf. If you're willing to do so, please feel free to change it to suit your religion or belief system. Here it is as I delivered it:
"Gracious Lord and Lady, Apollo and Isis, from whom all healing flows, smile upon my mother, I pray, and lend her strength and courage in her time of illness and pain. Also, grant her health care providers wisdom and gentleness and cmpassion, so that they may give her what she best needs in order to recover and be well cared for. As I will, and in Thy holy names, so mote it be."
My mother's name is Barbara, she lives in Winnipeg, and she's in the Grace General Hospital, if you want to fine-tune the prayer that way.
To those who are watching this LiveJournal waiting for KeyCon pictures, I apologize, but I'm sure you can understand that I have many other things on my mind right now. They'll get here. Just give me a little time.
A quick recap on the situation: my mother is in hospital, and has been since Monday, with greatly increased pain, intermittant nausea, and just today, an infection and fever that they're trying to lock down. Her oncologist saw her yesterday evening and told us that the pain (which is not being controlled by narcotics at this point even though they're really loading her up with medication) is a result of the cancer -- however, the oncologist believes that once we get it under control and get her on an adequate maintenance dose of painkillers, she can go home again once sufficient palliative care is in place. Consequently, she'll be staying in the hospital until the pain is under control and those care services are ready to take care of her in her apartment.
I went to see my mother this afternoon and she is TOTALLY out of it -- sleeping most of the time, and in pain when she's not. She feels cold, which is a result of the fever, and they can't load her up with blankets because her body temperature is so out of whack, so she's pretty uncomfortable when she's awake. Seeing them try to take blood from her for blood cultures (she's so thin and her veins are so small) just about broke my heart.
The good news is that she's been transferred out of EP observation and onto an actual ward, which means that she'll be staying there for a while, until she's able to leave on her own. She's still complaining of belly pain and nausea (distinct from each other) and still hasn't eaten much of anything. I'm very worried and desperately wish that there was something I could do to help her other than just stand there by her bedside.
I also noticed something else that concerns me: her PICC line, which is in her right arm, was uncapped and hanging free instead of being capped and taped securely to her arm as it has been in the past when not in use. I didn't remember to mention it until after I'd left the hospital, so I called George on my cellphone and had him relay that to my mother's nursing team. If it turns out that this infection is the result of an oversight in caring for her PICC line, heads WILL roll in that hospital. I'm not looking for a fight, but at the moment I wouldn't back away from one either, especially if it means that it might spare someone else what my mother's going through.
Today I spoke a prayer over her, and it's one that I'm hoping I can get more people to say on her behalf. If you're willing to do so, please feel free to change it to suit your religion or belief system. Here it is as I delivered it:
"Gracious Lord and Lady, Apollo and Isis, from whom all healing flows, smile upon my mother, I pray, and lend her strength and courage in her time of illness and pain. Also, grant her health care providers wisdom and gentleness and cmpassion, so that they may give her what she best needs in order to recover and be well cared for. As I will, and in Thy holy names, so mote it be."
My mother's name is Barbara, she lives in Winnipeg, and she's in the Grace General Hospital, if you want to fine-tune the prayer that way.
To those who are watching this LiveJournal waiting for KeyCon pictures, I apologize, but I'm sure you can understand that I have many other things on my mind right now. They'll get here. Just give me a little time.
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Laurie, we are here for you..
Brighid, Goddess of healing, of smithcraft, watch over your daughter in her hour of need.
Gwydion, Celtic God of Transformation, heal and soothe your daughter in her hour of need.
So Mote it be
Re: Laurie, we are here for you..
and YES, ensure that heads roll in that hospital....grrr....
sorry had to add this...
So, Lakitu is praying too...:)
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Stay strong, Crowdog. *hugs* We're here for you.
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Don't worry about the KeyCon pictures: I'd completely forgotten about those.
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Please know that I'm thinking of you. I am adding you to my friends list if you don't mind. I'd like to keep up with how things are going. If you need/want to talk (yes, even to me, a complete stranger), please post a message in my journal or email me directly at bknichol@sbcglobal.net
Brightest blessings to you and your family,
Brenda