I think therefore I am? – Mother’s Day

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Happy Mother’s Day to all mothers out there. A day when we celebrate one who may be one of the most important people in our world. This can be a happy occasion but it can also bring sad memories to those who no longer have a mother. A time when the grief is stirred up a bit more than usual. Memories of the loss of a parent churn from deep inside us. For some, the loss is all too recent, all too raw. You didn’t want her to suffer one minute more but you missed her even before she had died.

She wasn’t her usual self any more. She couldn’t be there as she always had been countless times before. It was hard to see someone so strong become so frail. She had always been of slim build but the weight loss was too difficult to bear witness to. Her severe fatigue made you wish you could gift her some of your energy, but you knew she would never take it. She had trouble being the one who needed care.

She always served her customers well. Put them at ease with her gentle words and friendly smile. She enjoyed seeing the children grow up, just like her children had. From needing everything done to full independence. They had all become adults and parents themselves but she couldn’t help still wanting to take care of them. Nothing changed at the end of her life, she took care of her children and her grandchildren. She wanted to do her best for them, as she always had.

Even after I am gone.
I will still be with you.
A tiny bit of me will live on.
Inside of you my child.
Know that you are loved.

Palace of Care – Timing

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Where do you think you are at?

I’m so tired, it’s no good.

What did the hospital doctors tell you?

It was always bad news. Every time they came in there was more bad news.

One thing, after the other. It would be hard to keep up.

Yeah, it was.

Did they talk about how much time you had left?

No. They wouldn’t tell us.

They fobbed you off?

Yeah.

Would you like to know how much time you have left?

Yeah, please.

How much time do you think you have left?

Not much, I feel so weak. Days?

I think you’re probably right, maybe only days, but it could be much faster if the changes continue. You had a fever last night.

My legs and tummy are swollen too. The doctors talked about something called albumin being low.

Albumin can be a marker of how well a person is, normal levels are 35, yours is much lower.

I feel better since I came over to hospice. Being able to go outside is so good, I hadn’t been outside of the hospital for two months.

Is there anything else we can help you with?

Do you guys have any Coke, in a can?

Sure, we’ll arrange for some Coke for you. Ice?

Yes please.

Just let us know if we can help you with anything else. See you later.

Thanks, see you.

Palace of Care – Family Vigil

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I know you want to try to be with him the whole time but it is taking its toll on you.

Yes, my sons are worried about me, they don’t want me getting unwell too.

Yes, your husband would be worried about you too. He knows you have been here with him throughout this whole time. He might not be able to respond to you, but he knows you have been looking after him.

That’s what my sons and friends keep telling me too. I just want to be with him as much as possible, I think I can hold on a little longer. I didn’t get much sleep last night. I’m a light sleeper. Every time he made any sound I woke up.

Yes, you’ve been looking after him well but you look exhausted.

When his breathing changed last night I really thought he was about to die. I called my son in and he stayed with us. Then the breathing settled down and I told our son to go home and sleep as he had to work the next day. He went home at 2am. My other son is going to come back tonight.

That’s a good idea, to take it in turns. Your sons are looking after both of their parents. They can spend some time with their Dad too. If we see any signs that he is about to die we’ll call you back in, we always try our best to do so. Sometimes we don’t get any warning, but we’ll keep looking for signs.

Okay, it’s good that you will call.

Some people do wait until there is no-one left in the room before they go. That’s what happened with my Aunty. Our whole family made sure that she was never alone in the last two days of her life. She was only alone for five minutes when my other Aunty went to the toilet and that’s when she died. She was still trying to look after us all. I’ve seen it happen with so many families over the years. He knows that you’ve been with him all this time, deep in his heart he knows you’ve looked after him well. If you don’t enough rest he’ll be worried.

I’ll talk about it with my older son when he comes in later. He said he would stay tonight.

Okay, you try and get some rest.

In the early hours of the next morning our patient’s sons called the nurses in when they couldn’t hear their father’s breathing. The nurse confirmed that our patient had died. His wife wasn’t able to be with him at the time of death but she was picked up by her son and came in to help change him into his selected clothes.

Palace of Care – My favourite question

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How did you meet each other?

My friend was going out with a girl who worked at a  shoe shop. One day he asked me to meet him at the shoe shop. I waited outside for him and then the other girl who worked at the shop was sent out. She had been told that there was someone outside who wanted to meet her. That’s how we met and we’ve been together ever since. We became soulmates.

That’s cool. You met her when she was working at a shoe store and you became sole-mates.

Palace of Care – Out of Character

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He’s been telling me off, he’s never done that to me before in all of our time together. He was grumpy and demanding. He wanted to get up and wanted me to lift him up. I can’t do that I’d hurt my back, he’s too heavy. I’m worried he’s going to fall over. He just won’t listen to reason.

Yes, I’ve noticed a big change. He was joking with us just the other day, now I can’t connect with him at all. I want you to know that he is talking strangely and it is out of his control. I don’t want you to take what he says to heart. It’s the illness talking not him.

Is it the medication change from yesterday?

I don’t think so. I think it probably is his cancer getting worse and making his liver fail. We’ll change his medication to see if it will make a difference, but it might not improve his condition.

A doctor friend told us that when people get closer to dying they become confused. Is that what is happening?

Yes, your friend is correct, that is something we see in our patients as they get closer to dying.

How long do you think he has left? Weeks?

I think he might at most have weeks. With the changes we’ve seen so far I would guess he only had days to weeks left to live. Things can change much faster as we approach the finishing line. He might have much less time than weeks left.

Our older son is taking me to the funeral director to make arrangements. My younger son is coming over but I’m not sure if he can handle looking after Dad. I’ve asked a nurse friend to come over to support my son.

That’s a good idea. I’m going to change your husband’s medications now, to see if we can get him thinking more clearly. His thinking may or may not clear up, no matter what happens.

Palace of Care – Mystery to Solve

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I was in my office and I heard the sound of people crying including children. I wasn’t sure which direction it came from, was it in front of me or behind me? The young mother or the older mother? Or was it the grandmother? Three ladies who were all dying in our hospice, had all outlived their prognoses. Prognostication is our best attempt at an educated guess, we are often wrong. That was the case with our three ladies, they were holding on, doing things in their own time. Who had just died?

Listening more closely, there seemed to be many different cries. This ruled out the grandmother who did not have a large family. The other two families were larger. Was it the mother of two or the mother of five? Both patients and their families had spent the last months in and out of our hospice inpatient unit. Both families had initially resisted coming into hospice due to fear of the unknown. After spending weeks with us both families had also been nervous and reluctant about taking their loved one home. They had become scared of leaving a place where they felt safe. Both ladies had successfully made it back home and had spent long periods at home.

When each lady returned it had been in similar circumstances, a deterioration in overall condition, with confusion and agitation prominent. Husbands were stressed out, as they had to take over the running of their homes. Their wives had previously run their households, now the husbands had to take over and they found the job to be harder than going to work. So much to do in so little time, dropping off the kids at their schools and picking them up afterwards. Household chores wouldn’t take care of themselves. They wanted to give it a go before evaluating the need for home support.

I was still unsure, I would have to venture out of my office to get more information.

Palace of Care – Guidance

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“This will be a challenge,” was my first impression when I first met the son. His eyes were on the brim of tears, his gritted teeth, I could see he was having a hard time. Our staff had told me that our patient, the mother, had deteriorated steadily during her short admission. Ongoing changes over days meant at the most only days left to live. The staff had also told me that the family were keen on our patient having further treatment for her cancer. They had been trying to feed her more as they believed that if she ate more she would be able to fight her cancer more. She had come in because of worsening nausea and appetite. They were so intent on her getting treatment, that there was a huge mismatch between their goals and our patient’s reality.

As I walked into the room and saw our patient for the first time I thought she looked terrible. Like she she could die at any time. There was a lot of distress in the room. The husband was crying disconsolately while holding her hands. The children and their spouses witnessed this in distress. The gathered grandchildren amplified the distress of the two elder generations. The room went quiet as I examined our patient. Weak thready pulse, hands and feet becoming cooler to touch. She didn’t respond to my voice or when I examined her. Her ragged, wet-sounding breaths were made louder by the intense silence of the room. It was as if everyone was holding their breath, myself included. I finished my examination and took my time coming to a diagnosis. I asked if I could sit down on the spare bed before I addressed the whole family.

“I’m worried about your mother. I think she is getting worse. I think her time is getting shorter, and she doesn’t have long to live.” Tears and sobbing around the room. Nodding indicated surprisingly dawning acceptance. “I know that you wanted your mother to have more treatments. I think if she had chemotherapy it would not make things better, but would make her feel worse, and might shorten her time even more.” “I’m sorry, I wish we could do more for her. The best we can do is to keep her comfortable, to calm down her distress.

They handled the bad news well, “please keep her comfortable.”

I was asked by a colleague why the family couldn’t let her go and wanted her to keep on going with treatments. I replied, “It’s because they love her so much. They just don’t want to lose her. Up until two months ago, she had been well, and then she wasn’t. Now she’s dying.”

The counsellor stayed behind to support the family. She arranged for the husband to have some private time with his wife. He said to her, “I’m going to be okay, I will be looked after by our children and grandchildren. I love you. Do what you need to my dear.”

She died 60 minutes later.

Palace of Care – Sitrep

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You didn’t have a good night?

I couldn’t fall asleep, I can’t remember the first part of the night. Then I had pain, they gave me pain relief and it helped. Then I slept for a few hours.

My staff told me you had trouble swallowing your medications.

Yeah, it took a while but I was able to take my morning pain medication. It was good they changed the other medications to liquids.

I don’t want you to end up in pain if you can’t swallow your medications. I’m going to switch your medications to injections so you’ll be able to get all your medications without needing to swallow them.

Okay.

Have you had nausea?

I did but it was okay after the medication they gave me.

My team said that you wanted to talk about assisted dying. Do you want to talk about it with me?

Yes, please.

I need to tell you what your situation is. Do you want to know how much time I think you have left?

Please tell me everything.

I’m worried about you. I think things are changing fast. If changes occur over months, a person might have months left to live. If changes occur over weeks, they might only have weeks left to live. I’m worried because changes have been occurring over the last few days, which makes me think you might only have days to short weeks left to live.

Oh?

I don’t think you have enough time to go through the assisted dying assessment process which usually takes at least a week or two. I don’t want to waste your precious time doing something that isn’t going to help you.

Thank you.

Do you have any questions you want to ask me?

No, you’ve covered it all well.

Okay, I’m going to change your medications now. Hopefully, you’ll be more comfortable soon, before your kids come in. I’ll see you later.

Thanks, see you later.

Palace of Care – GPS

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You are the driver, not me.

You’re in charge.

I’m just here to help you.

Think of me as your GPS.

I’m here to guide you.

To try to make your journey as smooth as possible.

I’m going to show you what is up ahead of you.

I’ll do my best to anticipate the dangers or obstacles to come.

I’m going to present you with options.

I will make my recommendations but it is up to you which path you want to take.

I will listen to you, so please tell me what you want, what you need.

I will help you get through this journey, and your family too.

You’re the driver.

It’s all about you, not me.

Palace of Care – Nothing is certain

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Our worst suspicions were confirmed by the virtual clinic appointment. The bad news that we had expected had eventuated. No further treatments were available because of progressive disease. The news caused her to shut down and to shut down our attempts at communication. She became quiet and wanted to sleep more. She seemed to be distancing herself from the world. She didn’t want to see her baby. It was as if she had given up on life.

How long she had left to live was uncertain. We thought it could be as short as weeks, but it could be much shorter or longer depending on her frame of mind. Had all her hope been taken away? As cancer grows the problems it causes usually worsen. Pain increases, energy decreases, and fear can balloon. What was the right thing to do? To encourage her to live whatever life she had left? We thought she still had things to live for, especially her baby. What did she think? For some patients dying as soon as possible may spare them from too much suffering.

We needed to check with her what she wanted. We needed to find a way to ask her, but first, we needed to re-establish our connection with her. She asked for us all not to come in and we respected her wish. She allowed us to talk to her family as she did not want to break the bad news to them herself. We would try to talk to her more during the weekend when there would be much fewer staff members around.