My husband was told his mum was going to die last week after an internal bleed. She has gone into hospital with liver failure and was awaiting a transplant, but it was unexpected. He rushed to be by her side and say goodbye. They managed to stop the bleed, however the damage was done and the hospital advised they would stop all treatment. The feeding tube and oxygen were removed and all her friends and family came by to say goodbye.
I wish she had been given the peace of a quick death. Since then, she has moved into a hospice and my husband was told she didn't have long. On Wednesday she was so severely distressed that she was heavily sedated and hasn't been conscious since. She hasn't had food or water for one week, and she hasn't moved at all for four days.
The doctors keep saying her passing is imminent. My husband has been by her side for four days thinking, any minute now. How can she survive for so long without any kind of nutrition? It's making me question whether she was ill enough to stop treatment in the first place. I know I shouldn't think like that.
My husband hasn't taken clothes or anything with him and he can't pop home as he's over two hours away. I can't get to him to make sure he's okay as he took our only car and I am caring for our three children and don't want to leave them at this difficult time for them.
I feel that what he must be going through is so traumatizing and emotionally draining, I know it will change him forever. I want to make sure I am there for him when he finally gets back but I don't know what I need to do. I have bought lots of food, cleaned the house, arranged for all the jobs we had on the list to be done, bought him a big bottle of gin...
I wish her death was not so drawn out. How can she still be going ? How much longer will it be? He is sitting there knowing the worst thing ever will happen in a few minutes, but these minutes have dragged on for days. It must be so hard to grieve. She has not quality of life being kept deeply sedated. Animals get treated better than this.