Sorry, it’s a long one. Long time user but name changed for obvious reasons. I haven’t started a thread as I don’t want it being seen by people who won’t understand.
in summary, mum is in a nursing home and I believe they are neglecting to deal with a medical emergency which could be fatal, and I’m not calling them out on it as her quality of life is so poor at the moment. I’m wracked with guilt over it though.
in detail, mum has been in a nursing home since mid Jan, she’s bed bound and in constant pain which we can’t get under control. She’s on a high level of morphine, and has recently been prescribed pregabalin, which is causing some side effects including drowsiness, confusion and visual disturbances. She’s often talked about ending her life and in all honesty no one should have to live like this.
Yesterday morning I checked her o2 sats and got a reading of 77 (usual for her is 92 to 98, she has mild COPD) I flagged it to the nurse in charge who checked it herself, the reading was still 77, but blipped up to 80, so she recorded it as 80. Google tells me 80 is a medical emergency, but the home did nothing, no phone call to the doctor, no supplemental oxygen, nothing…
I visited later in the day and the reading varied between 74 and 77, with 74 being the predominant reading, her pulse was 55. Her lips were blue. She’s normally conscious and alert, but since starting the pregablin a week ago she’s been sleepy and confused. She was awake when I did her sats. I didn’t flag this to the home and I’m feeling awful about it. She should be on oxygen and having a review of her meds as pregablin can cause respiratory failure, and I think that’s what’s happening (don’t know for sure as I’m not medically trained).
I feel like the home aren’t dealing with a medical emergency, and with me not pushing them this could end up being fatal. I also think that’s what’s happening would be a blessing for mum as she has no quality of life and is living in constant pain. I didn’t sleep last night worrying about it all. I called her this morning, and she’s still with us, still very tired and confused.
I don’t want judgement, but I could do with a handhold here as I’m not sure I’m doing the right thing and I feel awful about it all. I’m hoping to get in to see her later this evening, and I’m dreading the phone ringing.