heb1976
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I am not a religious person by any means, but I want to ask for some prayers for my grandmother.
A little background. She was diagnosed with lung cancer almost a year ago. About 3 weeks later (it seemed) she was also diagnosed with colon cancer. She wasn't a candidate for the lung surgery to remove the mass, but they said she could have the surgery for her colon.
Now my grandma is also diabetic and her health had been declining for a while beforehand, but she was still able to do for herself (walk, cook, etc.) She wasn't taking her medication when she was supposed to, falling alot, etc ...
She had the colon surgery which was a success (they removed almost all of it). About 2 weeks after surgery - in the nursing home for rehab, we all noticed that she just wasn't herself.
My grandma is not the most emotional person in the world. Some may even say she is cold (not in a bad way) - but that is her - we were used to it. You always felt loved, even tho when you would say I love you to her - she would reply with "me too" rather then I love you too. She never had a problem with hugs and kisses tho. We always got a ton of those. The reason I am telling you this is because she changed to this extremely emotional person - crying everytime you would visit her - saying I love you all the time. I am not going to lie and say I didn't absolutely love it. But, she had no clue where she was, she would fumble her words, she had no energy to walk, she could barely feed herself.
The doctor's kept saying that it was just the effects of the anethesia - some old people take longer to recover. But she wasn't getting better. They later found out that during the surgery, she suffered some brain atrophy and the woman she was now - was probably the way she would stay - for good.
She went into an assisted living home, sharing a room with her mother. The good thing was that grandma was still as fiesty as always - being snarky any chance she got, but the emotional part was so hard to deal with. She would cry when you would leave, she would cry when you arrived to visit - thinking she hadn't seen you in months even tho you were just there they day before. She was/is also wheelchair bound. If you stand her up, like to get her up the stairs at my parents house - you have to guide her because it is as tho she has forgotten how to use her legs. They get all jumpy and spasm and then she will just fall.
This went on for awhile when they decided to put her on a kind of anxiety medication. Talk about a change. She no longer begged to go home, or get her out of here. She was so happy and pleasant when you would visit. No more crying. And, the best part - she was emotional in a good way - still saying I love you alot.
Then she changed. I noticed it and mentioned it to my mom after one of my visits. She visited and noticed it as well. Another UTI! They got her medicated and went from there. But she wasn't getting better. They said she had urinary retention, couldn't pee on her own. So, they catheterized (is that a word) her. They said it may be temporary, then they said indefinately.
2 weeks ago, they decided to take the catheter out. She was able to go by herself again. She was so miserable, always trying to take it out - succeeding at one point. Well, a couple days ago, my was told that they think the UTI is back. Grandma is tired - barely eating, always wanting to sleep. She is miserable and just not herself at all. Now a UTI for some may be no big deal, but for someone with dementia ... it can be bad
It scares the crap out of me. I remember my Babcia (her mom) doing the same thing shortly before she passed. Grandma never says she wants to go to that she is done ... but I can't help but feel that she is quietly giving up. It bothers me to think she is hanging on because of mom, or me, or anyone else. Yes I want her here - no question - but I want her here because she wants to be here - not to make me or mom happy. And let's face it - her quality of life right now stinks.
I remember when my dad was going through this with his mom who had congestive heart failure. He wanted her to hang on because he wasn't ready to let go. And she did. At the hospital - the day she passed - he told her if she wanted to go, that it was ok - that he understood. He walked out of the room to meet me outside (I was driving up to see her at) and as he walked down the hall - my aunt called to him. He walked in and she was gone. Just like that. As if she was waiting for my dad to say those words. I missed her by 5 minutes literally.
It isn't fair to make someone hold on just because you aren't ready to let go. We aren't feeling what they are feeling - we only see it. I know that it is going to be hard and I know I am going to have a break down if and when she does go - but I am conforted with the fact that she will go because she is ready. I have spent so much time with her over the past year and have some wonderful memories - even if she wasn't really herself - I was there.
Wow, I really wrote a book didn't I? I guess I needed to get that out for while. I just ask that if you have any to spare, please say a prayer for grandma that she gets better. That she becomes comfortable. Please say a prayer for my mom - who is overwhelmed and stressed worrying about what she is supposed to do next. She doesn't get a break or time her herself. Other then myself, no one else goes to see grandma often - but that is a whole nother rant. She spends so much time worrying and taking care of everyone else - that she forgets she needs the same thing. I worry about her as much as I worry about my grandma.
A little background. She was diagnosed with lung cancer almost a year ago. About 3 weeks later (it seemed) she was also diagnosed with colon cancer. She wasn't a candidate for the lung surgery to remove the mass, but they said she could have the surgery for her colon.
Now my grandma is also diabetic and her health had been declining for a while beforehand, but she was still able to do for herself (walk, cook, etc.) She wasn't taking her medication when she was supposed to, falling alot, etc ...
She had the colon surgery which was a success (they removed almost all of it). About 2 weeks after surgery - in the nursing home for rehab, we all noticed that she just wasn't herself.
My grandma is not the most emotional person in the world. Some may even say she is cold (not in a bad way) - but that is her - we were used to it. You always felt loved, even tho when you would say I love you to her - she would reply with "me too" rather then I love you too. She never had a problem with hugs and kisses tho. We always got a ton of those. The reason I am telling you this is because she changed to this extremely emotional person - crying everytime you would visit her - saying I love you all the time. I am not going to lie and say I didn't absolutely love it. But, she had no clue where she was, she would fumble her words, she had no energy to walk, she could barely feed herself.
The doctor's kept saying that it was just the effects of the anethesia - some old people take longer to recover. But she wasn't getting better. They later found out that during the surgery, she suffered some brain atrophy and the woman she was now - was probably the way she would stay - for good.
She went into an assisted living home, sharing a room with her mother. The good thing was that grandma was still as fiesty as always - being snarky any chance she got, but the emotional part was so hard to deal with. She would cry when you would leave, she would cry when you arrived to visit - thinking she hadn't seen you in months even tho you were just there they day before. She was/is also wheelchair bound. If you stand her up, like to get her up the stairs at my parents house - you have to guide her because it is as tho she has forgotten how to use her legs. They get all jumpy and spasm and then she will just fall.
This went on for awhile when they decided to put her on a kind of anxiety medication. Talk about a change. She no longer begged to go home, or get her out of here. She was so happy and pleasant when you would visit. No more crying. And, the best part - she was emotional in a good way - still saying I love you alot.
Then she changed. I noticed it and mentioned it to my mom after one of my visits. She visited and noticed it as well. Another UTI! They got her medicated and went from there. But she wasn't getting better. They said she had urinary retention, couldn't pee on her own. So, they catheterized (is that a word) her. They said it may be temporary, then they said indefinately.
2 weeks ago, they decided to take the catheter out. She was able to go by herself again. She was so miserable, always trying to take it out - succeeding at one point. Well, a couple days ago, my was told that they think the UTI is back. Grandma is tired - barely eating, always wanting to sleep. She is miserable and just not herself at all. Now a UTI for some may be no big deal, but for someone with dementia ... it can be bad
It scares the crap out of me. I remember my Babcia (her mom) doing the same thing shortly before she passed. Grandma never says she wants to go to that she is done ... but I can't help but feel that she is quietly giving up. It bothers me to think she is hanging on because of mom, or me, or anyone else. Yes I want her here - no question - but I want her here because she wants to be here - not to make me or mom happy. And let's face it - her quality of life right now stinks.
I remember when my dad was going through this with his mom who had congestive heart failure. He wanted her to hang on because he wasn't ready to let go. And she did. At the hospital - the day she passed - he told her if she wanted to go, that it was ok - that he understood. He walked out of the room to meet me outside (I was driving up to see her at) and as he walked down the hall - my aunt called to him. He walked in and she was gone. Just like that. As if she was waiting for my dad to say those words. I missed her by 5 minutes literally.
It isn't fair to make someone hold on just because you aren't ready to let go. We aren't feeling what they are feeling - we only see it. I know that it is going to be hard and I know I am going to have a break down if and when she does go - but I am conforted with the fact that she will go because she is ready. I have spent so much time with her over the past year and have some wonderful memories - even if she wasn't really herself - I was there.
Wow, I really wrote a book didn't I? I guess I needed to get that out for while. I just ask that if you have any to spare, please say a prayer for grandma that she gets better. That she becomes comfortable. Please say a prayer for my mom - who is overwhelmed and stressed worrying about what she is supposed to do next. She doesn't get a break or time her herself. Other then myself, no one else goes to see grandma often - but that is a whole nother rant. She spends so much time worrying and taking care of everyone else - that she forgets she needs the same thing. I worry about her as much as I worry about my grandma.
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