Sharlene Is MIA!

Get off my back. It was her decision when to go to the ER. But, she woke me at 1;30 am and told me she had to go NOW! That was enough for me. She was already in her walker thanks to the help from my neighbor to get her in her walker. I took her in her walker out to the front driveway so the paramedics wouldn't have any problems with the dogs. When she was situated there, I called 911 and had them pick her up. They arrived, and after asking her a few question, got out the gurney and away she went. When I got there, she was already in a room and they wouldn't let me see her right then. I then realized that I hadn't had an insulin shot in two days. A nurse heard me mumble to myself about not having a shot, and he told me to go home and make sure I get my insulin before I was the next patient. I went back home and took my shot. I had to lay down and get some rest. I had given her my cell phone to call if she needed me. I knew there was nothing that I could do for her while she was there. I really hate going to hospitals. But when she finally called me, I jumped in the shower and headed out to the hospital. When I got there, a nurse was checking her out and said she'd get a skin doctor to check out her problem. That was a relief. FINALLY, someone was going to check out her skin condition. They had already given her an ultrasound and were going to run other tests like a CT-scan. I brought her over anything she needed and then some. I started my work day hoping she was going to be OK! All day long, whenever I could, I stopped at the hospital to see how she was doing. When I got there after work, she wasn't in her room as she was getting more tests for whatever. The head nurse told me she wouldn't be back for a while, so I dropped off the things I had brought her and went home to feed the dogs.

She called me about an hour after I had left, wondering where I was. She's only worried that I'd have Sharlene stay with me tonight. I keep telling her she's in Los Angeles and I wouldn't be seeing her anytime in the near future. So guess who calls me when I got home? Sharlene. She was walking to a store to get some groceries. I told her about Faye's condition and she really seemed concerned.

Anyway, Faye wants to leave the hospital on Friday so we can go to Vegas. I told her not to worry about Vegas, and it will still be there when she gets well. But she INSISTS, that she is leaving the hospital on Friday no matter what. She feels that it's the last Thanksgiving she will spend with her kids, and she won't be denied. It really doesn't matter what I say, she's going to do whatever she wants to do.

I really don't know what she's going to do in Vegas as she can hardly move. All she can do is stay in the room. Besides a scooter, I'll have to rent her some sort of porta-potty as she'll never be able to get to the bathroom. I'll just have to lift her off the bed and put her on the potty, or else her son can do it.

This isn't a good situation, and I don't know why you're picking on me. I'm doing everything possible to help her. She blames me for her problems, but I didn't tell her to smoke and drink everyday for the last 40 years. But it's ME that caused her kidney and liver problems because I yelled at her last week. Can you believe that? When the doctor told her to STOP smoking, she DOUBLED the amount she smoked, from one pack to two packs a day. Yeah right, that's my fault. When I told her I wasn't going to buy her booze any longer, and SHE had to pay for it, she did, until I weakened and paid for some of her booze. So what do you want me to do? This woman has been a "bitch" all my life, and there's nothing changing now. She wants to die, well that's her choice. But I want no part of it. I'll help her as much as I can, but if she wants TG with her family, there is nothing I can do to stop her.

Faye sounds like one stubborn beotch. I give Bags kudos for putting up with it. The doctors will also be frustrated when Faye decides to leave against medical advice (AMA) to go to Vegas for TG.

Bags, You are saint, not the devil everyone sez you are...I feel for bad your situation, hoping for the best

Hang in there, be strong. Wishing the best for Faye, and hope she gets her wish to see her family in Vegas @ TG.
Take care of your own health, and try to be happy. Things WILL get better. Hope to see you in Vegas, but do what you have to do. Our thoughts and best wishes are with you! SUSIE

People sometimes have no idea how difficult it is to try to tend to an aging person that refuses to cooperate. My aunt (by marriage) attempts as best she can to tend to her 92 year old mother. The stress is literally killing her. Her mother refuses to take her medications causing her blood pressure to go wild and fluid to fill her legs. She lies to her doctor and will not allow my aunt to discuss her health with her doctor. She actually practices her lies the day before the doctor visits. You can hear her in her room go over what she is going to tell the doctor. The woman is obstinate, ungrateful and frequently criticizes and ridicules my aunt. When she decides she wants something or wants to do something, it is over. No discussion. It must happen immediately. God bless my aunt. I don't know if I would have that much patience.
Good luck Bags.

I'm somewhat familiar with what you are talking about. I've know people to crush required medications and mix them in someone's food when they refuse to take a medication. I've also known people who have watered down the booze or have bought non-alcoholic wine and mixed it with wine and left it in the refrigerator that way. Unfortunately with some adults, they almost revert back into a child like mentality in their elderly years.

Roulette,
i feel so bad for my aunt. My aunt can't "hide" the meds in food because she does not live with them. She frequently spends the night when she has to be taken to the doc. That's how they know about the lies to the doc. She is very stubborn and refuses any help she does not deem necessary. When she goes to the doc's office she leaves her walker in the waiting room. All part of the act. Amazing. Hope I check out before I get that bad.
Peace

Hopefully, when you're ready to check out, you won't have some well intentioned relative hiding medication in your food in order to prolong your agony.

That is deep, man.