Crazy times

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Well, Murphy's Law has been at it.  First I realised yesterday that I had forgotten to book mum's hospital transport for her radiotherapy planning session today - how on God's Crusty Pie did I manage that?!  Then I had nightmares all night vaguely to do with how much more I could mess up - turns out quite a lot in nightmare land!

Called at 8.00am and the transport people were lovely - they'd do their best to get mum there in time, called radiography dept and they were lovely, don't worry we'll see her when we see her.  Whew.

Grabbed a quick shower, dashed downstairs and went to get mum out of bed - she's suddenly dizzy and sick.  she sometimes has this feeling which passes after half an hour or so, but this is worse, she can barely sit up.  After a few minutes I manoeuvred her onto the commode, and managed to give her a wash and dressed her. 

I pushed the commode back to its hiding place and the pan, which has always been a bit loose on its rails, clattered to the floor liberally spraying pee everywhere.  Lovely.  At least it was just pee.

Mum just managed to transfer to her chair.  I was wondering if it was a panic attack but mum's retching and bringing some phlegm now.  This too has happened before when she was delirious so it could still be to do with anxiety.

I rang round and cancelled all the lovely people, and rang the GP -  he's ringing back later.  I then got the disinfectant out and had a lovely time cleaning up.  

So my day isn't going to plan - as the radiotherapy team didn't need me with mum, I would have had about 3 hours all to myself for the first time since May.  We're rebooked for Thursday so my 3 hours eating junk and watching films - I mean going for a healthy walk - will have to wait until then!  

  • Hi Jpsclouds.... breathe! Take five minutes with a cup of tea. What a day!  

    We all have them but they pass.  I was reliving one of mine earlier as I told a work colleague about the antics of trying to get my other half for a CT scan at an unfamiliar hospital back in January.... if it could go wrong that day it did! ..but now several months down the line I can see the funny side of it (Sorry, dark sense of humour)

    Hang in there. Tomorrow's another day. Hope your Mum is ok. 

    And enjoy those 3 hours eating junk and watching films...sorry your healthy walk...when it comes. 

    love n hugs

    Wee Me xx

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  • Thank you Wee Me!  Yes, I do the dark humour thing all the time as well - in between the times when I'm so sad for mum that I can't bear the thought of getting up and starting another day, or when I collapse in tears of anger, resentment and fear.  When the commode pan fell I just rolled my eyes and got on with it, but I am very proud and while dust holds no fears for me, I couldn't care less if someone sees dust, I can't bear the thought of mum's house smelling of wee.

    Mum's feeling a little better today but isn't really well at all.  She's eaten some breakfast thankfully, so I'm less worried now.  GP gave her an anti-sickness tablet but this could be anything (my guesses, not GP) from beginnings of dementia to a random virus that causes labyrinthitis (I had a bit of experience with that a few years ago).  It could also be brain metastasis, although they did a CT scan a few months ago that just showed some very small strokes, of indeterminate age - at that time they didn't mention anything else.

    I don't know yet how fast mum's cancer will spread, or what her current prognosis is.  I haven't had a chance to talk to the consultant on my own but mum's quite deaf so as we were getting ready to go I asked quietly how aggressive it might be and the consultant gave me a serious look and said "It is metastasised."

    Mum felt well enough to do the radiotherapy when asked by the consultant but they haven't offered any other treatment as she is too frail. 

    I'm going to need all the dark humour I can manage and am very appreciative of every kind of support, including that! 

    We've got a rescheduled radiotherapy planning session on Thursday, so hoping mum will be feeling up to it then.