My lovely mum was fighting lung cancer and we found out 4 weeks ago it was now in her brain
she was in hospital due to the tumour bleeding and was given a 5 day course of radiotherapy
on the 4th day she was visibly altered, didn’t know where she was or what was happening and could communicate, she could only say yes or no, although we could see from her face when she recognised people
last Tuesday she was admitted to the hospital via a and e, and on Thursday following a CT scan showing significant bleeding she was put on end of life care with the doctor suggesting it would be 24 hours max
it’s now Monday and she is still here. She stopped drinking on Saturday, she seemed to decline more on Sunday and last night we could hear what is known as the death rattle but she is still occasionally opening her eyes, she is breathing deeply from her abdomen but she seems to be fighting
me and my sisters have been with her since she came into hospital, sleeping in the relative room/on a camp bed in her room and we physically and emotionally drained, and terrified
we all feel bad saying we want the end to come sooner rather then later but that is the reality at the moment
it’s just not ok