tirediron
06-11-2017, 07:00 AM
Back in April, I posted that I felt like I was "in prison". It was a poor choice of words perhaps, but since then things have gotten worse that I could have imagined. My mom went to the ER on 3-28 with extreme pain in her left hip. It was discovered she had mersa, and they prescribed a heavy dose of antibiotics. They also had her on some heavy pain meds, that had her talking out of her head. She was sent to a local nursing home for PT. For a short while she did great and looked to be headed home. Her pain returned, she was retaining water, and her health was in a downward spiral. She was sent back to the ER, where discovered she also has a fractured hip. She's 85 and not considered a good candidate for a replacement because of other health issues. We were advised to contact hospice not because she's necessarily at the end of life, but to administer pain meds. She's now in another nursing home. Her prognosis seems to be either in pain and bed ridden for life, or out of her mind and bed ridden for life. We're trying to get my dad into the same facility so he can be with her as much as possible. Toughest thing I've ever dealt with. Thankfully, my brother and sister are as involved as I am.