My Mum may lose her foot...

[Mahnarch]

Jan 28, 2010 2:42:23 GMT -5 Classicblast said:

It looks as if she is having troubles in a lot of ways. Perhaps these imagines responsibilities like watching kids and packing suitcases--even thought the contents she packed are not what you would take on a trip she is looking to be needed. Perhaps in a way trying to overcome these difficult times.

This could be a form of rebuttal. She must sometimes be able to walk for this to happen though.

She feels helpless, indeed.
And she felt afraid when I left her today to go to work.

Story is below.

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Beangirl: I feel for you.
Hopefully, time has healed you - though, I realize it never does.

***

Update:


Mum is back in the hospital.


I left her at 1PM today and she was......all right - for the most part.

-I would call it 'sustainable' - until my sister was to show up at 6PM.


My sister called me at 7PM saying that Mum was shaking and halucinating, again - and messed herself.



I gave Julie Mum's insurance info to re-admit Mum.


They did a further blood test and found that Ma's red blood cell count was 4 (normal is 12).

She's getting a transfusion tonight and the hospital is going to keep her over for observation for a few days.



So, to re-cap:

My mother's red cell count is down.
She overdosed on pain medication.
Her heel isn't healing.
She has Osteoperosis.
And, she's bleeding internally, somewhere (explaining the loss of cell count - and messing herself).


Let me remind everyone that my grand mother (Mum's Mum) died in 1972 at the age of 38 from broken bones.


We're awaiting a response from the transfusion.
...hopefully, she gets 'Smart People' blood - and not a heroin addict's donation for a "quick fix".


Sorry, bad humor.
Looking though tears, right now.


I'm out.

[Demona]

It's awful and scary that you're family has a bad health history. I have my fingers crossed this one doesn't end on a bad note. I hope the doctors find and fix what's wrong in a hurry, and are competent. When I met her last year at your house she was in perfect health, and hearing this isn't cool. I thought she was a nice person and these things just shouldn't happen, but do. Even if it's hard, keep us updated if you have to talk to someone before you go nuts.

[Beangirl]

Mahnarch... I hear you buddy. Come here as often as you need if you need to vent. The low count sounds like she is bleeding out somewhere. Hugs to you and give a big hug to your sister.

[Phil]

I don't want to just repeat everybody else but I agree I'm sorry this is a rough time for you and your family. I hope that things go better from here.

[Blastgirl]

This is so sad. I'm sorry Mahnarch.

[Mahnarch]

Thanks everyone.

I have no new news, so far.
(No news is good news, eh?)


Demona, I'll call you if I need a shoulder to cry on, for sure.
(I also need my driveway swept out..... )


***


Wow.... This is something.


For one thing:

-This is the first time in 12 years that I've had the house to myself.

It's too quiet around here.
I have the TV going but, I have no idea what's showing........some sort of sports show - I don't know.



When I bought this house in December, 1997 I was alone until March, 1998.
In March, my high school buddy, Joe, moved in with me (he was a bad influence. He showed me beer!)
Shortly after, my girlfriend moved (herself) in with me *cough b!tch cough*... and Joe moved out (because of...).

Then, my dad moved in with me and girlfriend out of (coincidence).

Dad stayed for 10 years and it was great (beside the fact that he moved in because he left my mum) because he was a computer/video game geek like me.
We spent many hours LANing during the years.


THEN!.....I got married....
Dad left because Lori turned into (showed her true colors) a money grubbing, gold digging, dumb ass b!tch.

I booted Lori after she maxed out 7 (7!) credit cards - two of which I knew about - and smashed up my GMC because she was doing 65mph in a 35mph in icy rain and broadsided an Illegal Mexican (proven) who didn't know what a "Stop" sign said.

Also, the Sheriff started sniffing around because Lori was passing bad checks on an account that she knew was closed (because she passed bad checks on it).


Lori out - Mom in.


Ma was living......not paycheck to paycheck.
She was broke.

She was accepting help from neighbors in the form of food and empty cans (Michigan 10 cent deposit).

I moved her in here on the exact day that Lori was pulling her crap out of here.

That was a year and a half ago.


Being without someone else here - in the middle of nowhere - is kind of scary....


Every noise. Every bump in the night.....



I put on my headphones (I don't have computer speakers) to watch YouTube videos and/or Hulu TV shows and I quiet my laughs - then realize I don't have to.

I hushingly yell at the dogs when they growl at each other (fighting over the blanket on the chair) when I don't have to.

I keep the volume down on the TV (that I'm not watching) down after 2AM [Church is on, apparently, by the way].


It's weird...

I'm used to being quiet in my house for people who are occupying my house, that I'm paying for.
Yet, I miss someone being here.



.....although.... I can walk around naked, now.....

[Demona]

Jan 30, 2010 4:57:21 GMT -5 Mahnarch said:

Thanks everyone.

I have no new news, so far.
(No news is good news, eh?)


Demona, I'll call you if I need a shoulder to cry on, for sure.
(I also need my driveway swept out..... )


***


Wow.... This is something.


For one thing:

-This is the first time in 12 years that I've had the house to myself.

It's too quiet around here.
I have the TV going but, I have no idea what's showing........some sort of sports show - I don't know.



When I bought this house in December, 1997 I was alone until March, 1998.
In March, my high school buddy, Joe, moved in with me (he was a bad influence. He showed me beer!)
Shortly after, my girlfriend moved (herself) in with me *cough b!tch cough*... and Joe moved out (because of...).

Then, my dad moved in with me and girlfriend out of (coincidence).

Dad stayed for 10 years and it was great (beside the fact that he moved in because he left my mum) because he was a computer/video game geek like me.
We spent many hours LANing during the years.


THEN!.....I got married....
Dad left because Lori turned into (showed her true colors) a money grubbing, gold digging, dumb ass b!tch.

I booted Lori after she maxed out 7 (7!) credit cards - two of which I knew about - and smashed up my GMC because she was doing 65mph in a 35mph in icy rain and broadsided an Illegal Mexican (proven) who didn't know what a "Stop" sign said.

Also, the Sheriff started sniffing around because Lori was passing bad checks on an account that she knew was closed (because she passed bad checks on it).


Lori out - Mom in.


Ma was living......not paycheck to paycheck.
She was broke.

She was accepting help from neighbors in the form of food and empty cans (Michigan 10 cent deposit).

I moved her in here on the exact day that Lori was pulling her crap out of here.

That was a year and a half ago.


Being without someone else here - in the middle of nowhere - is kind of scary....


Every noise. Every bump in the night.....



I put on my headphones (I don't have computer speakers) to watch YouTube videos and/or Hulu TV shows and I quiet my laughs - then realize I don't have to.

I hushingly yell at the dogs when they growl at each other (fighting over the blanket on the chair) when I don't have to.

I keep the volume down on the TV (that I'm not watching) down after 2AM [Church is on, apparently, by the way].


It's weird...

I'm used to being quiet in my house for people who are occupying my house, that I'm paying for.
Yet, I miss someone being here.



.....although.... I can walk around naked, now.....

If you still have my number and have to urge to call, go ahead. ;D

I think I'd go nuts in a house by myself for a long time, it's too quiet and depressing.

At least you have the dogs.

[Mahnarch]

Indeed I have the idiots...errr, dogs!


I just got back from Hackley (not Mercy, that I first thought she was at [my mind isn't working that great right now]).

Julie and I had a talk about Ma's future;


It doesn't look like Ma is coming back to my house.

Her name is Rochelle (Row Shell), by the way.

And, Rochelle Joy Mahn is no more...

What once was,,,, is no more than a human husk that will never comprehend what is going on around her in real time.



She's losing blood from an ulcer and, since her blood count dropped so low, she may have unrepairable brain damage that will require permanent, constant watch/care.


Tonight: I was mid-sentence in "conversation" with her and she fell asleep.
Out like a light.


BUT(!), she is asking about smoking a cigarette [which she hasn't had one in 4 days] but, obviously, she can't get too excited about having one.

Julie and I keep telling her that she doesn't smoke (which she seems to believe) and, we also tell her that she can't go outside unless she stands up and walks (Hackley did a CT scan and found that Mum's foot is completely healed. She's just atrophied from lack of use.)



I brought Mum Subway, today.
Black Forest Ham.
6 inch.

She ate 3 inches of it.
And some chips.

[Demona]

Jan 31, 2010 1:46:33 GMT -5 Mahnarch said:

Indeed I have the idiots...errr, dogs!


I just got back from Hackley (not Mercy, that I first thought she was at [my mind isn't working that great right now]).

Julie and I had a talk about Ma's future;


It doesn't look like Ma is coming back to my house.

Her name is Rochelle (Row Shell), by the way.

And, Rochelle Joy Mahn is no more...

What once was,,,, is no more than a human husk that will never comprehend what is going on around her in real time.



She's losing blood from an ulcer and, since her blood count dropped so low, she may have unrepairable brain damage that will require permanent, constant watch/care.


Tonight: I was mid-sentence in "conversation" with her and she fell asleep.
Out like a light.


BUT(!), she is asking about smoking a cigarette [which she hasn't had one in 4 days] but, obviously, she can't get too excited about having one.

Julie and I keep telling her that she doesn't smoke (which she seems to believe) and, we also tell her that she can't go outside unless she stands up and walks (Hackley did a CT scan and found that Mum's foot is completely healed. She's just atrophied from lack of use.)



I brought Mum Subway, today.
Black Forest Ham.
6 inch.

She ate 3 inches of it.
And some chips.

I'm happy to hear her foot is fine, and hope she uses it eventually.

I'm not happy about the rest of it though, that sucks to say the least. Where do you think she'll go now? With your sister, or another relative?

Funny you mentioned Subway, I usually get black forest ham too!

[Phil]

I see this is worse than I thought. I'm so sorry and of course I hope for some rapid turnaround.

[Beangirl]

Me too. This is just so sad. I don't think either you or your sister should attempt this kind of 24/7 care. I know it is your Mom but you and your sis need to think about your well being too. Once the mind is damaged the results can be devastating to the caregiver. Especially if that caregiver is some one she loves. I hope you and your sis can find a healthy solution for all of you.

[Jersey]

I'm kind of late to the game here, so what I say pretty much mirrors the sentiments of everyone else. I'm sorry to hear about your mom Mahnarch. I know how it feels to watch a loved one slowly deteriorate right in front of you.

[Classicblast]

I'm truly sorry the news isn't brighter Mahnarch. Obviously this is difficult of a time for your family and you but we are still interested in the progress and whatever updates you would have for us because we are all interested and hopeful of improved health for your mother.

[Blastgirl]

Classic speaks for our whole family with this Mahnarch.

[fartinggurl]

I'm sorry the news is bad, Mahnarch.

[Mahnarch]

Thank you, everyone.
These are definitely trying times.


The last few days have been very interesting, indeed.
(sorry I haven't been around, lately. A ton of stuff has been happening as of late.)


1. Friday morning, bright and early, Hackley Hospital called me to tell me to come pick up my Mum because they couldn't verify her insurance.

2. I called my sister and Dad (who she's "insured" under) about the insurance.

3. I called Dad's insurer (Blue Cross Blue Shield of Michigan) and found out the Dad's company didn't pay their premium.....since September.

4. I double checked Dads' pay stub (by the way, I make more than he does) and his employer was still taking out deductions to pay for health benefits.

5. I had to bring Mum home on Friday.

6. I've had papers drawn up to threaten a legal suit against Dads' employer for misappropriation of funds (a felony), negligence in employment (because they didn't tell the employees about being dropped for coverage), breach of contract and anticipatory repudiation (to keep them from continuing this in the future).



I filed for Guardianship last Tuesday (and watched the DVD).
Tomorrow, I'm going down to the DHS office to file her disability.

Today I had my friend/neighbor/nurse come over to visit and check things out before her first day, tomorrow....


...she cried more than I ever did - since she knew Mom beforehand.




On the plus side:

I've gotten the bathroom changing routine down to 5 minutes, 45 seconds.
Better than the 35 minutes it used to take.


Rubber gloves help take away the "gross" factor.


I also have a lot of memories that will be blocked out forever.



Rochelle is getting better, thought, day by day.


It only took me half an hour to settle her down after waking up and to get her to realize where she was.

She had some pudding for breakfast and wanted some chicken that I'd cooked yesterday.

I had to run to Family Fare for a rotissirie chicken just to sate her hunger for chicken...
She's eating like a cow, instead of like a bird, which is good.
(she thinks I made the FF chicken......shhh!!!)


***

Breaking news:

She did insist on pulling up her own Depends and jammer bottoms on her last changing (which she failed at doing so - but, she attempted).

[Classicblast]

You can make whatever kind of joke makes it easier for you. You take care of your mother and we will all be supportive in any way that we realistically can.

[Demona]

Feb 8, 2010 0:50:57 GMT -5 Mahnarch said:

Thank you, everyone.
These are definitely trying times.


The last few days have been very interesting, indeed.
(sorry I haven't been around, lately. A ton of stuff has been happening as of late.)


1. Friday morning, bright and early, Hackley Hospital called me to tell me to come pick up my Mum because they couldn't verify her insurance.

2. I called my sister and Dad (who she's "insured" under) about the insurance.

3. I called Dad's insurer (Blue Cross Blue Shield of Michigan) and found out that Dad's company haven't paid their premium.....since September.

4. I double checked Dads' pay stub (by the way, I make more than he does) and his employer was still taking out deductions to pay for health benefits.

5. I had to bring Mum home on Friday (which she likes - when she remembers where she is).

6. I've had papers drawn up to threaten a legal suit against Dads' employer for misappropriation of funds (a felony), negligence in employment (because they didn't tell the employees about being dropped for coverage), breach of contract and anticipatory repudiation (to keep them from continuing this in the future).



I filed for Guardianship last Tuesday (and watched the DVD).
Tomorrow, I'm going down to the DHS office to file her disability.

Today I had my friend/neighbor/nurse come over to visit and check things out before her first day, tomorrow....


...she cried more than I ever did - since she knew Mom beforehand.




On the plus side:

I've gotten the bathroom changing routine down to 5 minutes, 45 seconds.
Better than the 35 minutes it used to take.


Rubber gloves help take away the "gross" factor.


I also have a lot of memories that will be blocked out forever.



Rochelle is getting better, though, day by day.


It only took me half an hour to settle her down after waking up and to get her to realize where she was.

She had some pudding for breakfast and wanted some chicken that I'd cooked yesterday.

I had to run to Family Fare for a rotissirie chicken just to sate her hunger for chicken...
She's eating like a cow, instead of like a bird, which is good.
(she thinks I made the FF chicken......shhh!!!)


***

Breaking news:

She did insist on pulling up her own Depends and jammer bottoms on her last changing (which she failed at doing so - but, she attempted).


****

The final cause of all of this:

Excedrin PM.

Caused her to get several bleeding ulcers and she bleed out, internally; dropping her blood cell count down to 4 (normal is 12).


If you're taking Ex PM in excess (or any pills that agitate the stomach) and start feeling woozie, light headed, or lose color.... get to the hospital right away!!


A good indicator:
If you pull your lower eyelids down and if they look pale, you're losing blood count and/or are anemic.

You sure know your legal stuff. A shame you may have to use it. You're dad sounds like he doesn't work for such a great place.

I hope this all works out for the better. I still find it shocking that a person who was once fine is now in the shape of a nursing home patient. My mom works in one, she sees it all.

Some of those painkillers, well, quite a few medicines in general recommend you take a pill with lots of water and and food. Probably for that reason, but I don't know.