On today my heart is very heavy. I went over to my Mother's house this afternoon to check on her. I went back in her bedroom. She looked rougher than I have ever seen her look. I inquired as to whether or not she wanted me to call the paramedics. She replied no my brother was going to take her to the emergency room later in the day after he got off work.
I immediately called my brother and asked could I go ahead and call the paramedics to take her to the emergency room because of how she looked. She was still in a lot of excruciating pain. She had been asking the nurses to change her catheter for the past few days. They refused. She kept telling them it wasn't in right and it needed to be corrected. They kept blowing her off.
My brother had even called to tell them they needed to send someone out to specifically address the issue with her catheter. The nurse who they sent out on yesterday refused. She refused because the linen on her bed was wet. My mother had a bed sheet and a diaper on.
At the hospital on today the attending nurse said my mother 1350 ml of urine in her bladder. My mother barely weighs 90 pounds. The nurse also offered to her she didn't realize she could hold that much.
It is sad that professionals who are getting paid to care for the elderly think it is too much of a hassle to do their job. Thank God for the professionals who take the time to be attentive, caring, and open to better the health of their patients.
I am used to my mother making visits to and from the hospital due to her Multiple Sclerosis (MS). However, I think it is a bit much when she has to suffer due to the recklessness of others.
Today was especially hard since it is a day of remembrance. My mother worked civil service for 29-1/2 years at a local military installation. She was Supervisor of the Tumor Registry for the latter part of her career. She worked with a lot of Veterans and their family who were patients of the Cancer ward. She did interviews and follow-ups. She is the granddaughter of a World War I Veteran (now deceased), the daughter of a World War II Veteran (now deceased), the first wife of a Navy Veteran (now deceased), and the Mother of a Army Veteran. With her family history, work history, and educational pursuits and friendships she is one of those people who have interacted with a lot of Veterans and heroes in her day. Among them were Purple Heart Recipients.
I can't remember a year she didn't celebrate Memorial Day. She always liked to have her hot dog cooked until it was burnt. For her it wasn't about the food though, it was the feeding of wholesomeness of so many great men and women who always make this day memorable.
God on this day I am asking for your healing mercies to be bestowed upon my Mother in the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit I pray. Amen!
I immediately called my brother and asked could I go ahead and call the paramedics to take her to the emergency room because of how she looked. She was still in a lot of excruciating pain. She had been asking the nurses to change her catheter for the past few days. They refused. She kept telling them it wasn't in right and it needed to be corrected. They kept blowing her off.
My brother had even called to tell them they needed to send someone out to specifically address the issue with her catheter. The nurse who they sent out on yesterday refused. She refused because the linen on her bed was wet. My mother had a bed sheet and a diaper on.
At the hospital on today the attending nurse said my mother 1350 ml of urine in her bladder. My mother barely weighs 90 pounds. The nurse also offered to her she didn't realize she could hold that much.
It is sad that professionals who are getting paid to care for the elderly think it is too much of a hassle to do their job. Thank God for the professionals who take the time to be attentive, caring, and open to better the health of their patients.
I am used to my mother making visits to and from the hospital due to her Multiple Sclerosis (MS). However, I think it is a bit much when she has to suffer due to the recklessness of others.
Today was especially hard since it is a day of remembrance. My mother worked civil service for 29-1/2 years at a local military installation. She was Supervisor of the Tumor Registry for the latter part of her career. She worked with a lot of Veterans and their family who were patients of the Cancer ward. She did interviews and follow-ups. She is the granddaughter of a World War I Veteran (now deceased), the daughter of a World War II Veteran (now deceased), the first wife of a Navy Veteran (now deceased), and the Mother of a Army Veteran. With her family history, work history, and educational pursuits and friendships she is one of those people who have interacted with a lot of Veterans and heroes in her day. Among them were Purple Heart Recipients.
I can't remember a year she didn't celebrate Memorial Day. She always liked to have her hot dog cooked until it was burnt. For her it wasn't about the food though, it was the feeding of wholesomeness of so many great men and women who always make this day memorable.
God on this day I am asking for your healing mercies to be bestowed upon my Mother in the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit I pray. Amen!
