Disclaimer: Even though I do believe in personal CHOICE I am not advocating for Euthanasia or Physician Assisted Suicide.
Several months ago when we started spending more time with my husband's best friend we found out he had Cancer. Stage 4 lung cancer and he is terminal. His chemotherapy was stopped before Thanksgiving and is under Hospice care. His current condition is stable and is being kept comfortable. The interesting thing about T is he isn't sitting at home waiting to die. He is still getting out of the house a few times a week but the time out is getting shorter. Watching him get weaker is difficult for us to see. They visit us each Sunday and have spent Holidays with us since his terminal diagnosis.
Knowing each visit might be the last is hard. After working in Nursing I know his journey is coming to an end very soon. It might be a week or a few weeks but each day he has is a gift. He barely eats and is a walking skeleton. His pain is getting worse as he wastes away. He's on morphine and Percocet.
Getting to know T might have prepared us for the real storm. Getting used to the calmer days was a relief and then it happens. A storm that left us breathlessly clinging to hope and prayer.
A few weeks ago a family member was diagnosed with Lung Cancer. Because of minimal lung capacity she can't have a biopsy to determine how bad it is and chemotherapy isn't an option. The Dr feels with her diminished lungs and other issues chemotherapy might actually shorten her life at this point. Since her diagnosis she's ended up in CCU. My Mother-in-Law was allowed to go home on a bipap. Her health is deteriorating fast.
And if you think we have a lot on our plate think again. This was just the beginning of the storm...
Around the same time I was diagnosed with Type 2 Diabetes Mellitus and learning to live with my own restrictions, my eldest brother got sick. Really sick!
When he was in the hospital with pneumonia he had a horrible infection the antibiotics couldn't touch. When they ran multiple tests looking for the "source" of the infection they found a grab bag of issues. Some easily fixable and some more serious. Diverticulitis, gall stones, and he had a large umbilical hernia. The Dr wasn't too concerned because if they couldn't find the source of the infection he might go septic and fixing his issues would not matter anyways. Sepsis is an infection of the blood and very difficult to treat.
In the last 2 months he's been hospitalized 5 times and 20 ER visits. His new issues bowel obstruction. During a routine colonoscopy on Monday the Umbilical Hernia popped out further and he had emergency surgery a few hours later. He was supposed to get that fixed after his sleep study in July but because of his increased pain he got it done. He was supposed to get released today but his oxygen keeps dropping.
And still the storm got more ferocious...
Two weeks ago when my Uncle was setting up home health services the Nurse thought he had internal bleeding and asked him to go get checked out. So my cousin took him to the ER of our local hospital instead of the VA . He had a bowel obstruction caused by a hernia and needed immediate surgery. Although the operation was successful he's having pulmonary issues. He spent 10 days in ICU on and off 15 liters of oxygen. Last Sunday his lung collapsed and ended up in the operating room again after they found something in the CT Scan. They did a biopsy.
All three of my Family members were in the hospital at the same time.. Fighting for their lives.
My Mother-in-Law and Uncle were in the same hospital , one in CCU (critical care unit) and the other in ICU. My brother was in another hospital.
I do understand Terminal illnesses and life threatening complications. Our family is going through Alot right now. Hope and Faith gets us through each day. Even though we are facing a lot , we are taking things one day at a time.
It's understandable when someone says " enough already, I can't go on". I guess until we are in that situation we just don't know what we would do. Seeing a family member go through horrific illness is not the same as going through it ourselves. We see the visable signs of deterioration but we don't feel their pain or anguish. We can try to understand what they might be going through but until we walk that journey we can't really understand.
Disclaimer: Even though I do believe in personal CHOICE I am not advocating for Euthanasia or Physician Assisted Suicide.