my brother in law-tommy (yes, had 2 named tommy. now only one, soon, none.)is scheduled to go to hospice today.
imagine someone in such pain that even on a steady morphine drip plus extra, that moving their body an inch or two on the bed causes them to moan and sc
the cancer is in him from the hips down and has eaten away most of the 1 hip and the ball of the thigh- it's also in the thigh muscle of the other leg.
the docs were hoping he would pass away there, in the hospital and not have to be put into an ambulance and driven to a hospice facility BUT docs are not in charge anymore-not in this day and age- the insurance companies are and in this case you have about 3 days to die and if you are still hanging in there and all that can be done is pain meds-then off to hospice you go- that is if you are "lucky" enough to have insurance for it OR you have a couple of hundred a day to pay for it!
i've been up on and off all night dreading this trip. his wife and daughter are besides themselves.
the hospital staff have been wonderful- the insurance companies- FUCK EM!!!