Palace of Care – Palliative Plumbing

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Our patient was dying of end-stage cancer, it had spread throughout his body causing significant pain. He had been having trouble passing urine, over the last two days. This had worsened and our ultrasound bladder scan showed urinary retention with a collection of 1.5L. One of the more painful conditions that people can have. The bladder’s walls are elastic but are not meant to stretch that far. Many nerve endings were firing off pain signals, our patient writhed in his bed. His wife and daughter were distressed seeing their lovely man in such discomfort.

The doctor on call was called in at 1 am after the nurse had tried twice to catheterise our patient without success. The urinary catheter could not pass through a blockage despite the nurse trying all the usual tricks. The doctor attempted catheterisation three times before calling me in. I arrived just after 2 am and decided that I would have to perform a more invasive procedure. The patient was too distressed, he was too unwell to be transferred to the hospital. I would have to drain his bladder using a needle, something I had never done before in my 20 years of medical practice.

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Palace of Care – Nerve Block

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I don’t think of myself as a proceduralist. I don’t like performing invasive procedures as I don’t like to cause pain if I can avoid it. I will do them when they are necessary but it is not a natural fit for me.

The patient was a 39-year-old mother of a 7-year-old son. She was admitted for pain control and I thought she would not have much time left to live. She had known this herself for the past six months. In preparation, she had purposefully reconnected with her ex-husband the father of her child. She wanted to make sure that they would have a loving relationship after she had died. She had been reluctant to come into hospice as she had wanted to spend as much time as possible with her son and other family members at home.

We wanted to sort out her pain as quickly as possible to get her back home. We managed to sort it out within the first three days. This was good as she had met with our social worker and the final adjustments to her will were being made. Her lawyer had been engaged and would be arriving in three days for her to sign the final papers. It was important to have this sorted out as she wanted her house to be transferred to her ex-husband for him to have a house to raise their son in. She had worked hard to buy her house, it was her pride and joy. She wanted her son to have a stable home environment.

Overnight she went to the toilet but on the way back to her room she heard a loud crack from her right hip, followed by overwhelming pain. She could no longer support her weight and managed to call out for help. The nurses needed to use the lifting hoist to get her back in bed, which made her scream.

I reviewed her the following morning and I recognised a familiar pattern. Shortened leg, twisted at a non-anatomical angle, tender to touch and excruciating pain with the slightest of movements. Fractured hip, likely broken through a metastatic deposit. We talked about going to the hospital but she did not want to go anywhere. She said that she had already been to the hospital too many times in the past. She thought her time was limited and she wanted to spend it in hospice.

We gave her stronger pain relief which relieved her pain but because of her poor overall condition, it made her sleepier. She didn’t want to be sleepy, as she still needed to sign her new will. Her son’s future welfare needed to be sorted out before she died.

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