I posted a bit in the intro section of any of you feel an overwhelming desire to read even MORE about our lives.
But anyway, my mil was released on 12/24 (2nd admission in 2 months) and we had her first follow up today. I knew the name of the game was going to be dialysis talk - and no matter how many times I reminded her she still brought up that she thought we were only going for her red blood cell shot.
She'll have the perma cath put in tomorrow or Friday and then start dialysis next week. And I need to get her a consult w/ the surgeon for the fistula (who's done 3 of my surgies - though completely unrealated but he's REALLY cute! Gotta have some good news somewhere, right?) PLUS she has COPD and we need to get in with a lung doc. But I really can't schedule those appts. until after we figure out her dialysis schedule.
I still feel like I'm intruding on your space - though some of you have made me feel very welcomed and for that I thank you - so please, if I stay anything that would remotely offend you please know that it's not out of maliciousness but out of ignorance.
Anyhow, her doc was pretty straightforward, "yes the cath would hurt- and would probably ache like a toothache for a while." "yes, the needles hurt but hopefully you're arms will eventually become deadened to it." Love the doc. Love him.
Unfortunately, we're (or I rather) am choosing a dialysis clinic located closer to me. In the long run (and since I'll be the driver) it'll be much easier on me to pick her up and bring her the 10 miles back here to my town to have her dialized. I can be here for my girls, their lessons, activities and just my general errands. I say unfortunately, since the doc doesn't come with.
MIL doesn't know this ... yet. And not looking forward to her finding out.
My main point of this post was to look for any advice or thoughts or "been through that" ... at this point she's (understandilbly VERY angry). She wants to go into dialysis and be crappy and mean to the workers and doctors and bitch to the other patients on how dialysis sucks. She says she has to fight or she will die.
She lives about 8 miles away from us (we're out in the country) and I stop by during the day, do a light clean up, see if she needs anything, yada yada yada. My husband (her son) comes over after work at 4pm and stays until 6pm. Today, her 140lb German Sheperd had an "accident" because she was too exhaused/weak to let him out. So my DH spent the time scrubbing the rugs, doing laundry and stuff. My DH told her he has to travel for business at the end of January for a week and she started crying and saying "don't leave me".
Will there be a social worker of some sort attached to the clinic (Davita) that we could speak with? Or should I seek out privatized counseling for myself and my husband? This has been going on for 2 months now (not a long time in the big scheme of things - I completely understand) but her illness is taking a severe toll on myself, my husband and I hate to say it, our kids. Our marriage is as strong (if not stronger) than ever but we don't feel we're adequately equipped at all to be able to deal with being primary caregivers to someone who insists she's fine (but can't even shower on her own), our own lives and our girls - we need help in this balancing act soon. My husband is a big guy, a bluecollar guy - after visiting his mom he had a terrific bout of vertigo that didn't shake until this morning.
Or should I just hang in there? Doc said it should take a month or so until she starts reaping the benefits of dialysis - true, not true? She looks like death warmed over most days, slurred speach, poor/sluggish memory, no appetite hard time breathing (no CHF - combo of COPD and her kidney's making this happen), can't really walk, has a glazed stare most of the time. She's always ALWAYS been a negative person anyway, but her actions are off the charts now.
Maybe I"m not really searching for advice really. Maybe I just needed to get this out. Because I'm really at a loss of what to do.