Hi everyone,
Apologies if this is a bit of a long one. I (26 F) posted a little while ago about my mum (57) who was beginning to be really ill with cirrhosis. I didn't know what to expect and I was hugely touched by the honest and kind replies I got. They were incredibly helpful. So, now that things have deteriorated, I thought I'd post again in case anyone knows what this is like and what might happen next.
Since I last posted, things have got a lot worse, but this last week in particular has seen a steep downwards trajectory. My mum has had ascites for around a year and has been going for regular drains (every 3 weeks), but when she went for her latest drain, they refused to do it. She doesn't allow us to speak to any of her doctors so we're not sure why. A couple of months ago she got spontaneous bacterial peritonitis and had antibiotics for that. Then a few weeks back she got a UTI and has had antibiotics for that too. She also has what looks like a big hernia sticking out of her tummy. I guess it's probably because of that, or maybe because of infection risk that they don't want to do the drain.
She's double incontinent so she wears incontinence pants and sits and sleeps on absorbent chair and bed pads. The house smells really bad from it, even with my dad washing the chair and bed pads every night. She's embarrassed about her incontinence and sometimes she doesn't throw away her pants, she hides them instead.
She was throwing up blood regularly around 2 months ago and then had an endoscopy - they gave her beta blockers presumably to lower the risk of the oesophageal varices rupturing.
I don't live at home anymore but my dad does and he keeps us up to date on how she's doing. He said that recently she's not been able to move and walk around on her own without his help because it's too painful for her.
My 2 sisters and I went to see her on Saturday and we got a huge shock. She was sitting in the dark on her own crying, presumably from the pain. She had slept in her chair downstairs overnight because, even with my dad's help, she hadn't been able to make it upstairs. Her legs and ankles were swollen. The jaundice was worse than I've ever seen it. She was missing lots of teeth. She could hardly say 2 words without running out of breath, which was the scariest part. And she seemed really confused, saying that she would "come downstairs in a second" even though she was already downstairs. On Saturday night my dad managed to get her up the stairs and into bed but it took about 45 minutes - she had to stop and sit down after every few steps and she was yelping in pain the whole time. He told us that last night (Sunday night) she slept downstairs in the chair again because she was in too much pain to move.
She's still drinking, about a bottle of wine a day as far as we can tell, though I'm concerned that if she reaches a point where she can't physically access her drink then she'll start to go through withdrawal on top of everything else, which seems like a recipe for disaster.
My sisters and I were really upset to see her like that and tried to talk to her about her options, suggesting she might be more comfortable if she went to hospital for a few days but she refused and said home was the best place for her. We're worried about my dad having to care for her when she's getting less and less capable so we've asked him to look into hospice help. We had to push quite hard for this - he's worried he might be overreacting, but I think if she's struggling to breathe, she's incontinent, in pain, and can't move on her own, then we need some help.
I'm finding it all really difficult because there's a lot I don't understand - why isn't she able to have the fluid drained? What might happen next? How long might she have left? Can it get worse than this? How can we make her more comfortable if she refuses to go to hospital? What would happen if she got a referral for hospice care?
So I thought I'd post on here and see if anyone has been through similar. I went to work as normal today but got upset during the day and they sent me home. They're really understanding but I don't like feeling like I'm not coping well and letting people down because of it! I'm worried about being off work because in December I had a few days off, thinking she was nearing the end, and she's still here 4 months later. It's so hard not knowing what to expect, so if anyone has any experiences they can share, I would really appreciate that. I know every situation is different, but there's definitely comfort in knowing others have been through the same.
Thanks so much for reading this, I know it's very long, and I appreciate anyone who has taken the time to get to the end!
Manta