I am a hardworking single mother of 3 boys. My mother is newly on home-hospice and I am an emotional wreck. She has been at deaths door on numerous occasions this past year. The doctors a few weeks back told us she would not make it through the night, but she did and is very much alive right now. She suffers from late stage COPD, Congestive Heart Failure, Pulmonary issues, Lupus and much more. She has been on oxygen the past 2 years and has had 3 heart attacks in the last 8 months. It has been a ride for sure. I love her, I am the only child who lives nearby and I am trying my best to take care of her & my 3 boys. Somedays I feel broken and exhausted, like I just need a break and other days I am riddled with guilt like I could do more. I also work full-time as not working is not an option, even with full time I struggle financially. I guess I just feel lost in this whole thing. I want to take care of my mom, I want her last days to be filled with love and family. I don't want to get "the call" at work. I don't want her to suffer but I know its not up to me. Its all up to God.
What are your hospice stories? Did you lose your parent(s) quickly after going on hospice?
My mom actually improved under hospice care for awhile. We hired individuals to be with mom when my brother and I couldn’t be there. Neither of us lived locally. By June, she was actually doing almost normally and hospice considered removing her.
Starting in September, she slowly started declining again. Hospice had a wonderful aide that came 3 times a week and nurses came twice a week.
My mom stopped eating, drinking and being verbal on a Tuesday this last March. She passed on Friday at home peacefully with my brother and I there as well as a couple of caring friends.
Hospice was there as needed throughout the last week of her life and have been there for us over the last 6 months.
My mother passed away at 98 last year, She had stroke a few years before, never regained use of right leg. She was scared of lift, kept getting pnemonia and had dementai. Sometimes she was worried she would be late for school. She got pneumonia again got her to hospital. Talked to my doctor and we
put her in the hospital hospice where she passed a few days later.
I will always be grateful that I got to be there for them in their last years. I was in room with them when they both passed.
My mother had lung issues as well. She fainted and was taken to the hospital, where she woke up and was ready to go home. Instead she stayed 5 days, and they decided she wasn't getting enough oxygen from her home concentrator, so we swapped it out for a bigger one. The hospital doctors hemmed and hawed to us about her heart failing because it was working too hard to accommodate her lungs. We called in home hospice. They couldn't have been kinder and they were the ones that told us she probably had less than a month. A week later she passed away in her sleep overnight. During the week that hospice came to the house, they did things like wash her hair, which she so appreciated. It had not occurred to us. It was still a shock when she died - she got up and dressed herself every day and she seemed there, but she didn't want to eat and it was hard for her to talk. Later I found a pamphlet from hospice which talked about what a person goes through the 2 weeks before dying. The signs were there. If I'd been paying attention - and not so task driven - I'd have seen them. My mistake was not taking a family leave of absence from work sooner so I could have focused on her more exclusively.
One last note - they gave her morphine on two successive nights to make it easier for her to sleep. I have mixed feelings about that. I'm sure it contributed to her passing a day or two sooner. But it also may have been easier on her. I never wanted her to have to fight for each breath. Anyone from hospice is welcome to comment.
I, for one, am so humbled by the care my mom has gotten so far from her hospice team - she has taken a bit of a downturn these past few days, and she fell last night... I called and the nurse came last night, one came today and one is coming tomorrow, as well as the SW who came to check in on her...I really couldn't ask for much more.
we had a wonderful experience with hospice twice. Once for my father in 1998 and once for my mother n law in 2019. They both received morphine for the pain at the very end.
Once in place, it was helpful (no more keeping track of wipes and briefs!!!) Took about 3.5 months for the next stroke, which really took her down. (Funny that the contact at the funeral home commented that "things are moving along now", when I reported the first stroke. Clearly they probably see a lot and know a lot more than we might give them credit for!)
Best wishes to you and your family.
There's no mention of who is covering the cost of care-givers while you are at work. Does her income/assets cover this or are you paying for the help? You do mention struggling financially, so hopefully that doesn't mean you are paying for the hired aides! If she has no assets and little income, she may qualify for Medicaid in-home care - it isn't full time, from what I have read, but it could help by reducing the expenses and perhaps allowing you to use that savings to get more help and to get a break! It sounds like you *really* need one.
I, personally, have found hospice to be really great. But, really my friend, it doesn't matter if I find my hospice experience great and someone else had a horrible experience. Some hospices are dreadful, I'm sure; and I'm sure there are people out there who will never be satisfied with any service their loved ones get. What matters right now to you, in your situation, is how happy are YOU and your mom with them? Are they supportive? Are they kind? Are they living up to their obligations? Are they making the situation easier? You are always, always going to have some a**hole questioning why you did this and why you did that. Why did you allow hospice to administer morphine? Why didn't you put mom in a nursing home rather than keep her home? Why didn't you call hospice sooner so she wouldn't have suffered? And so on and so forth. It's the opposite side of the same coin as raising kids - you say you have 3, you MUST remember the early days of infancy and toddler-hood, where every decision you make you find out from some so-called "expert" that that was the absolutely worst decision you could make and what's the matter with you?!?!?! Treat people doing that to you now the way you treated them when they did it to you with your boys. In other words, ignore them, follow the doctors' (or in this case, hospice) instructions and use your own good sense and judgement,
Now, as far as how you treat yourself with all of this - I have been on that guilt see-saw so often since this ordeal began I'm surprised I don't have splinters in my rump. But I tell myself - and I'll tell you - I'm doing the best that I can with the cards I have been dealt. There are just some situations that you can't put a positive spin on, and this is one of them. Just do your best, And your best might change from day to day, and that's ok. Try and remember these words: "Do your best. Leave the rest. Angels do no more."
Peace and hugs!
Agree also with the comments from the peanut gallery. Everyone is expert and has their comments, advice, criticism, so you take what you can use and ignore the rest.
I do think OP needs to have a break. If possible, respite? Don't know if mom could be moved to a respite place or if it requires bringing in more help, just to get away, even for a weekend! We are NOT super-human. OP has full time job outside the home, full time job raising 3 kids, full time job managing a household AND a full time job with some help caring for her mother. Yikes! Sometimes we take on all this, a little at a time and before we know it, we're in over our heads and struggling! Seems like OP might be there when she says "I guess I just feel lost in this whole thing." Also, in the profile there is mention of guilt for not being able to do more - seriously? Yes, we might wish we could do more, but sometimes we give it all and then some and it still isn't enough!
*End of life kit
*Several visits from a nurse which took her blood pressure and asked how she was feeling and rubbed her arm and showed sympathy
*Several visits from a social worker who asked how she was feeling and rubbed her arm and showed sympathy
*What would REALLY make them show up to her house really quickly is if she threatened to drop them! Then someone would show up and make a HARD sell as to why she needed to stay on hospice. It took one of these threats to make them start sending someone to help her shower and dress. We did cancel hospice.
2 years later, relative was living in AL facility. She got very ill in Feb. (flu, pneumonia, blood infection, hospital 45 days). Covid prevented visits. Doctors said she was stable but terminal.
She qualified for in-patient hospice facility. Had to wait for covid test results. Then hospice facility would not take her saying they only accepted patients who were deemed likely to die within 2 weeks. She got sent to SNF and was to be under hospice care. Withing 15 hrs. of her being at SNF, she was found unresponsive at 7:00 a.m. Staff would not turn up her oxygen, saying that was the job of hospice and their workers had not arrived yet. Ambulance was called. She died in the ambulance.
People have good and bad experiences with Hospice. In reading some of these posts, I feel that either the Hospice Nurse did not explain their mission correctly or the caregivers were so distraught they didn't understand what was being said.
If you receive Medicare then Hospice is paid 100% by them. With in home care, most of the care is done by family. As such, every person who is involved in the caring should be present when the Nurse explains how everything will work. The rules for Hospice care is all the same no matter what hospice provider you use. To be on it, you must be considered terminal and dying in 6 months. Yes, people can be on it longer. I cannot understand how one Hospice can say no and another yes. They should all be using the same criteria. And they get paid thru Medicare or your insurance.
So what I am saying, is know your rights. If the nurse is not coming 2 or 3x a week and is not available to u 24/7, complain. If the aide does not show up 2 or 3x a week, complain. People have complained about morphine. The person is dying, they are to be kept comfortable and that may mean they are sleeping most of the time. Also, morphine helps to ease breathing. Someone posted that a patient requested he not be given morphine because he wanted to be alert and the nurse gave it to him anyway. To me this was a no no. The client has a say in his care. So, family needs to question. And, you can always change services.
We received hospice care for Mom who was suffering from renal/heart/lung failure following a rough hospitalization. She was completely rejecting food, on oxygen, newly wheelchair bound. It was terribly hard emotionally. I have many siblings that were too busy to visit - some had not even shown up for a visit in years.
My teens were helping, but it was so stressful — they learned healthcare on-the-job, like me.
In the long run, it was a good life lesson for my kids. I look back and feel It’s okay that my siblings weren’t around / it would have been disingenuous. I’m glad I had that time with Mom. My kids share this sentiment.
Hospice nurses wanted to give Mom morphine but she did not end up taking any. We were begging her to take every tiny sip and bite of food. Positive feedback and coaxing against repulsion/refusal/rejection. We weren’t yet at peace with losing her and were so emotionally devastated. She said she wasn’t ready either. Every night when she went to bed, I thought she wouldn’t wake up again. As you know, living under this type of stress is debilitating.
Mom eventually improved, started eating, weaned off O2, started walking again and was released from hospice care.
She did not survive another year, but I’m grateful for every day we had, even the hard ones, even the hospice ones.
Here is my advice—
Dont be hard on yourself. That includes not feeling guilty, trying to get a little sleep when you can, not feeling bad about going to work, and when you are off work, doing whatever makes you feel a little bit alive, gives you a moment of relief… Hot baths, a page or two in a book, taking a walk - taking a moment to appreciate the changing leaves or listen to music if you can.
Dont be hard on your kids. They are the ones that are here for you but sometimes it’s hard to keep positive and remember that. Dedicate yourself to making your relationship with them stronger through this experience.
You cannot change everything. Accept, as well as you can, that which you cannot change.
Don’t wish for siblings.
You are very courageous. Remember that what your Mom is going through is even scarier. Being there to help her through this is beautiful.
Don’t give up hope. Sometimes, the “right hope” is wishing for her not to be in pain any more.
It sounds like not all hospice organizations are created equal.
What seems even more important in this post is the OP's distress.
I just want to say that the "guilt" and like you could do more is a natural reaction to what you already know: ultimately there is nothing you can do to prevent her death. As long as she knows you love her, and as long as you've arranged for her care, you've done all your "shoulds."
The rest of it is a kind of grief. It's terribly painful and exhausting. Please take care of yourself, and put your trust in a loving God knowing that you're human and God is, after all, love.
Horrible and criminal and apparently practiced all over usa. Death certificat indicated cardiac arrest and not MRSA pneumonia' pseudomonas infected bed sores, dehydration and neglected , lack of care, non nourished and abused and what a crime against humanity right here in NY state
If you have not yet read “Being Mortal” by Atul Gawande MD, I recommend doing so. A medical doctor, he walks through end of life matters, some history of aging and living situations, supporting the body while letting it age, and how prolonging life Is many times much harder on our elderly loved ones than we know.
Hospice, in my situation, was a life saver to me. When COVID hit and the facility closed to family and visitors, the hospice nurses visited him, called me, we face timed, they advised me of how he was doing. The hospice doctor evaluated him, and they coordinated with the facility doctor. He passed away in July without a last hug from me due to COVID, but I know he was cared for until he passed. He was on hospice for approximately 8 months.
Hospice bills Medicare (if your loved one qualifies). I felt they helped shoulder the stress and lessen the burden. They will assess your loved one, evaluate, and give their recommendations to you. I recommend asking around and maybe even evaluating more than one hospice in your area until you find the one that you feel will best care for your mother. Good luck.
I dealt with my husband's dying a day and a moment at a time. I was left somewhat shell-shocked after my husband died, but thought I had coped fairly well. Several months later I had a "stress-induced heart attack" (cardiomyopathy) which doctors attributed to my husband's death.
And it sounds like time to call a lawyer about social security... too many able bodied young people draw checks for your mother to still be waiting.
Hospice talked to us about my brother when he was critically ill and the hospitalists thought he had terminal lung cancer with brain metastasis.
The first hospice yelled at us that we needed to understand that our brother was DYING. We told them where to go.
We got the doctor to have another hospice come in and they were so nice and understood our pain.
They said that I would be doing total care for our brother except the nurse would come weekly plus when needed.
An aid would-come twice ( or was it three times) a week for a bath.
a chaplain and social worker would be involved. All treatment would be stopped except palliative care.
I was not told that I had any choice (by doctors) ..: just what I had to do (everything. My husband had a stroke in January . It was now March) and what THEY would not do (allow further treatment).
It was a terrible experience.
Apparently my brother could have gone to his own home and I would not have had to lug furniture up and down stairs ( at age 75) to clear my living room for a sick room. And hospice could care for him there?
My brother was 1:1 care for many months, but by the time covid kicked in and my husband had another stroke, he was his usual feisty, “wait on me” self or close enough.
I want to say that when I got sick with covid and needed backup, hospice enrolled my brother (lung cancer history) and promised to come and take him to respite if I had to go to the hospital. A volunteer even called to offer to pick up groceries and cut my grass !
(we are all better now thankfully).
Next day I went to visit, he was asleep...I sat with him for five hours and no one told me they had sedated him. Every time I went to visit he was asleep...so I asked the nurse why is he always asleep and won't wake up when I call his name?
She said we medicate him as needed. What? As needed, he was not in any pain, so why. I pressed her when did you first sedate him...answer as needed...I am speaking English...when was the first time you sedated him? The first night he was admitted, sedated my father and starved him to death...taking away our ability to say goodbye properly...yes I am intelligent to know that he was dying...so let it happen naturally...they killed him before his time.
They even had me sign admission papers that once I reviewed it was not even for my father. They took away his ability to say goodbye...I was visiting him every day...an hour and half drive each way and sitting with him for hours not knowing they were killing him sooner than he needed to go.
So this is my second hospice experience. First one was a high school friend...and I was the only one who visited her every day and her hospice nurses did not care for her, they slept on the job when they were to be caring for her. The insurance company knowing she was dying and in pain, did not give a rat's a** about keeping her comfortable...she died being in a lot of pain...she was a registered nurse...she knew about her cancer, she got from working with chemotherapy drug...chemotherapy is a killer drug, which kills ALL cells in the body good and bad...so taking this drug...you will certainly die sooner than later.
I feel so guilty for allowing my emotions to make the decision to put him in hospice...if I knew they would kill him...I would have just kept him home...continue to care for him 24/7 like I was doing before. It was h***, feeding him through the feeding tube, changing and cleaning him up every 2 hours, but he would have had the opportunity of saying goodbye to loved ones!
I have sleepless nights of what it must have been for him...hearing my voice and not being able to answer me...hearing is the last thing to go. I cry every day and August 22, 2020 was one year since he was forced to die.
God help us in our hour of need!
As time progressed I was getting very little sleep at night and the palliative care nurse suggested I transfer him to Hospice Care where he could have 5 days of respite each month and give me a break I said he wasn’t ready for hospice and she said it didn’t matter he would be evaluated every 3 months
So I agreed but the place he was admitted to that had an opening was not close to home and the one that was had a long waiting list
He went to the available facility, the last words he said to me as he was leaving were” aren’t you coming with me?” 😞
I tried to reach facility to speak with Dr the next day finally received a call 48 hours later that they needed to medicate him and if he didn’t respond they have to transfer him to Hospice Care from Respite
long story short when I received the records they continued to medicate him he never did wake up and with out fluids and nourishment he died on day 6
The worst decision of my life !!!!!!
At home he was confused but he was walking talking eating showering with supervision and was continent
He was to be home for his Birthday Celebration but died at Hospice House the day after his Birthday 😥
I am so sorry you were not able to have the comfort of a real “hospice”.
But YOU were NOT the sinner. Please do not wear that guilt.
It is time to move on without guilt as your loved one would want you to do.
All hospice is not bad, even when the patient is at home. I have seen several of them at work with family members. Your friend embodies the spirit of a true “hospice”.
My home hospice experience was awful. She lived 9 miles from the hospice organization associated with her hospital. It was a struggle getting someone to the house beyond the allotted hrs.
Her last hours were on a Sunday night and while I spent many conversations on the phone with them at 4am, they said they would not come until the new shift at 8am (and the hospice worker arrived at 9am hours after she passed.) My mother had a fever of 110 & died in excruciating pain. Hospice insisted I could not give her more morphine and suggest I rub the headache medicine, like Tiger Balm, on her forehead.
Having been through it, I tell all my friends that I would have no problem (now after living thru the ordeal) being the Angel of Death for anyone that needs it. If I had it to do over, I would have given her all the pain killer I had so she could pass pain-free. When the hospice aid came in the morning after she passed, she had me empty every bit of morphine into coffee grounds. My mom should not have died in pain.
Hospice was paid $3500 dollars from Medicare for that final day to basically fail her in her last moments. Weeks later, I got my local state congressman to look onto it how they bilked Medicare with S#itty service. Nothing really came of it, but the state rattled the hospice's cage enough that I hope they improve their Standard Operating Procedures.
I too worked, but I paid a certified CNA friend out of my pocket to help me everyday too. About $20 an hour for a few hrs a week. (Sell some stuff on facebook marketplace and ask your friends if they know a CNA and get yourself some more support if your hospice provides limited visits like mine did.) My friend came at 4am too when I was at my wits end that final night at no charge. I am forever grateful for her being with me those difficult hours.
God forbid your mother passes on a weekend after hrs. Give her all the pain meds she needs if this happens, in my opinion. My biggest regret is not doing that.
I know it's a long waiting game filled with guilt and anxiety. You can't avoid that, it just is what is. I forever looked for signs the end was near. Her fingernails changed the last week. I don't remember if they were more purplish or more white, but it was however google said. She had the "death rattle" the last 2 days. You'll know when you hear it, but they don't always have it.
Cherish whatever lucid moments she has and tell her all the things you love about her over and over everyday until she dies. Tell her thank you for all the things your grateful for because it will make you both feel better. Take some time everyday for yourself in the meantime, even if it's just a 1/2 hour in a warm bath, or in your back yard, or in the dark before you sleep. Allow yourself to cry. This is hard and unfair. Get a babysitter or a friend or family to take your children someplace- even if it's a park, the back yard, or a fast food parking lot so they can be kids and laugh and that thought will make you happier. If you belong to a church or the PTA start telling people you need help. People want to help, you just need to vocalize what you need. (Maybe a home cooked meal?)
You are going to get through this. It sucks, for sure, but the 1 thing you can absolutely count on is that things will not stay the same EVER in life. So this too shall pass. Even if you are mad at God, start talking to him in your head, everyday, no matter if it's ranting, pleading, or being grateful. Maybe even start a journal and write all your crazy thoughts in a notebook and burn it when she dies- because you need an outlet to get your thoughts out of your head, but you do not need to keep those crazy thoughts.
As you say, you may get "the call" while you are at work. Let go of that guilt and try to be present in your work as much as possible. It is out of your control