Hi Juan, thank you so much for asking about me. I've posted on I'm not OK but others having traumas/good news too so I've given up posting on there pro tem.
I found DH half out of bed 3rd June, he's been in hospital since. Now diabetic, immobile, doubly incontinent. Urine infection causing temporary confusion now been sorted, which makes it worse in a way as DH is aware of what is going on. Palliative Care didn't seem to think he was right for hospice but didn't give much of a reason why. They also promised to phone last Friday and didn't. Consultant said DH should be in hospice and miffed they've not contacted him, even though Team seen DH every day.
Been an absolute nightmare and like someone up thread, I cried at the dentist's today (well, in my defence, he's known us both for 10+ years). I feel as though I've been fighting for DH with no one listening, and I just want him, and the family, to be able to enjoy (not right word but hopefully you know what I mean) his last days/weeks, not endure this non-communication especially as he's in a grim ward.
This evening the ward sister said the discharge team had been in touch (at one point Pall Care said he could come home -- what? Turned every 2 hours, high levels of Oxycodone, plus injections, oxygen, diabetes checks etc etc). She then said it would be 24 hour care, not at home. Fingers crossed maybe the hospice.
Felt a bit relieved, but I'm no longer holding my breath for common sense to prevail. So sorry for the rant, I hope you're not sorry you asked!