Tanner Posted May 29, 2007 Share Posted May 29, 2007 On Tuesday - 5/22 - when Karen awoke, I couldn't understand a word she was saying to me. And she appeared so frustrated. And she was also extremely weak and potentially dehydrated. We went to the doctor. They did a CT scan. Her cancer is so advanced. They called Hospice. We are at home. She is really bouncing back tho. She is no longer disoriented and confused. I think the tesalon pearls were contributing to that. She is getting around with her walker. We have been out of the house a couple of times. But you know - hospice doesn't miss a beat to tell us that "the end is near". I hate them. I hate hospice. Maybe because they are hospice. The nurse seems perfectly lovely enough. And Karen really likes her and that is what truly matters. And now we have enough liquid morphine in the house to off a platoon. What's up with that? The hospice social workers suck. There are 3 or 4 of them that are constantly calling and trying to set up time to come over and give us the skinny on "the end" and quite frankly, neither Karen nor I wanna hear it. They seemed bummed out that Karen is doing well. In fact, one social worker when told that Karen is getting around and her nutrition is up said to me "oh shoot". What the h#ll does that mean? Like Karen is not dying on her timeline? I am angry and angry and angry. And terrified. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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