My darling mother passed away 4 months ago from bowl cancer which had spread all over too. After some innocuous seeming symptoms, which had persisted for roughly a year and coming and going, various tests by the GP, all inconclusive, my sister took her to A&E when she had a bit of a crisis. She never made it home.
Admitted overnight onto a 'regular' geriatric ward with mainly horrendous nursing staff, my sister and I were given quite unspecific information from the doctor. Not once did he mention how severe her symptoms were and what their suspicions were. Apparently, you can't have a CT scan immediately for suspected upper bowel blockage, but you can if you let your patient fall out of bed (twice)just in case their are head injuries. Fortunately mum had four children and we were all there to advocate for her, but she spent about a week here and the lack of care was appalling.
She went from this ward - fully compus mentus - to a women's ward - surgical and scanning I think (it was a blur of waiting in corridors for a space and us passing information to the mainly uninterested staff).
From the corridor where she was waiting for a room on a different ward, she was taken for her colonoscopy; she had a chat with the consultant and after getting the information she would only last another six months, whilst enduring some gruelling treatment, she refused the scan. She was trollied back up to her waiting children where she told us she wanted no treatment, had had a wonderful life, loved us all and wished to die in peace. Which she kind of did as the palliative nurses were much nicer and kinder and kept her pain free for the four days it took her to pass away. We were with her, camped out in her little room for the whole time, doing her personal care, turning her, talking, holding her hand etc. It was traumatic and her hospitalisation was for just over two weeks from start to end.
Just two weeks before that mum and I were shopping and having lunch at the garden centre, so be aware things can deteriorate very, very quickly. She walked into A&E two weeks before, feisty and grumbling and then we lost her.
If the doctors had been truthful with us all from earlier, we would have arranged a hospice, so mum could have been in quiet, respectful surroundings with caring staff. I'm sorry this has turned into a bit of a rant, but the only thing we regret as a family is not getting her into a hospice where she would pass away with dignity and caring.
Sending you love and strength and hugs xx