Hi and thank you for taking the time to read this, everything is such a mess right now and i just need to talk to someone who hopefully knows what i am going through and offer some words or support and advice, its only been 4 days but my mums story is already pretty long so i hope you bear with me.
Last Thursday about 6:30pm , my mum (aged 64) went into sudden cardiac arrest. Luckily i was with her at the time as i am already her full time carer, what i saw i still cant talk about or even put down in words but i can say that i gave her CPR until the paramedics arrived. The estimate is that her brain was without oxygen for 6-10 mins , so they are going with 10.
After they brought her back with 1 shock to the chest, they got a stable rhythm and her pupils where responsive but obviously she was unconscious so they rushed us to the hospital. After sitting in the family room for a short while, a DR came in to see us, my Uncle had thankfully joined me by this time, he asked me a lot of questions about what my mum had been doing that day, had she been complaining of chest pains etc, and then said she was very lucky to be alive but he did not think she would make it through the night as she was still unresponsive to any stimulation, even though her pupils where reactive and a scan shows brain activity. I was devastated, we where told we could stay if we wanted but there rally was no point as she would never wake up. So my Uncle drove me and my almost 18yo nephew back to my house where i was sitting in a state or fear and panic all night waiting for the phone call...
Friday morning came along and no phone call, so at 8am i rang the hospital and was told she had survived the night and currently comfortable on one of the acute wards...words can not express that feeling of relief upon hearing that news. I immediately phoned my Uncle and we went straight to the hospital where we found her in a single side room currently having a sonogram , straightway i could see something was wrong. She wasn't making eye contact with anyone, her arms and legs where flailing around and she was making very strange noises , no coherent words at all. We had been there about 20 mins when the the first consultant took us into a family room, there she explained that my mum had gone into full cardiac arrest and as a result she has suffered an hypoxic brain injury. She said it was way too early to tell the extent of the injury but the plan was to try and get her as stable as possible then start to work on the brain injury.
Now i mentioned earlier that i was already my mums full time carer, this is because almost 9 years ago she was diagnosed with heart failure and COPD. Over the past 9 years she has been treated very successfully and has adapted her life to deal with her condition. So this first consultant said that hopefully we can get your mum to a more stronger state so in the long run we can fit her a pacemaker to help reduce the chance of a cardiac event happening again the future. She also said a member of the speech therapy team will be coming to see her today to evaluate if she was able to swallow so we could take out the ivs and give her the meds and nutrients she needs orally, Sounds promising right ? i thought so too. Friday night we returned and she had been moved to the main ward area, when we visited she look very distressed and agitated, again throwing her arms and legs around, banging then on the bars of the bed and even pulling out her IVs, still no real eye contact and no words.
Saturday morning and afternoon visits repeated what we saw on Friday, by now the throwing or arms and legs had become more severe and the strange sounds and screeches had increased. Just before we left on Saturday night they decided to give her some midazolam to help calm her down and hopefully so she would sleep, however the nightmare starts the morning after.
Sunday morning about 8:20am a nurse from the ward rings me (again my body went into shock and i thought i was going to pass out) and asks if we could come up to the ward as the consultant wants to speak to us, not sure what to expect i again rang my Uncle and we shoot off up there. Upon arrival we sit with my mum who is kind of sleeping, looking quite relaxed, the consultant comes over to us and asks us to go with him to the family room. We all sit down, myself, my uncle and my auntie, he beings to tell us that my mum will never get any better, this is the state she will be in for the rest of her life and i should think about putting her into palliative care and letting her die with dignity. I was like what? I was more angry than anything else that this guy, the 4th different consultant we had spoken to in the past 3 days was telling me its time to give up and let her die. I obviously said no, he said think about it for 24 hours i said i didnt need to think about it the answer is no, how can you be giving up on her after just 3 days? i think at that moment i has ever felt so alone and isolated in my life, he said in all his experience people dont get better for this type of injury and basically i would be being selfish as she would not want this and i would regret it.
After that short but very unprofessional chat, we went to see my mum and to all of our surprise she was fully alert. I mean we where having full on 2 way conversations with her, she knew who we all where, she was inviting nurses back to her house when she felt better to look at her garden. It was like my mum was back but behind a wall of fog and child like if that makes sense. Every now and again she would get very agited , she really wanted a drink and they would give her nil by mouth until someone from the speech therapy team had seen her, the team that was supposed to come see her on Friday but didnt , she was begging me to get her a drink, not just a drink she was asking for ice cream, juice, pop, ice lollys even sasperalla, but because the speech team did not come it was still nill by mouth. She started to say she want to come home, getting very upset and asking why she cant drink what she wants. So i spoke to a very nice staff nurse who agreed to let me try a sippy cup with water and see what happens...she drank a cup and a half water along with a jug of broken ice cubes, she was so happy saying words like magic and thank you and can i have some more please. About 12pm, they set her up on a push drip of midazolam and Morhpine to help keep her calm and hopefully reduce the arm and leg moments so she doesnt keep pulling out her ivs. We noticed after about an hour that she started to deteriorate again, she told us that she felt high, she lost all sense of balance when trying to sit up and she looked intoxicated, by 2pm she was incoherent which we put down to the sedatives , not nice to see but it was needed to stop her hurting herself and pulling out the tubes. We returned that night and she was so different, she looked like she had been drugged up, we barely got anything out of her again just asking for a drink and seeing as the nurses where not legally aloow to give her a drink until the speech therapy team had given the ok, she had been left to get so angry and worked up, she looked in a terrible state, once again i gave her something to drink, not as much this time as a different set of nurses now on the ward where being very awkward about it. We left last night and it was the worst we had seen her so far, no eye contact, no more words, eyes rolling to the back of the head, all the strange noises are back and throwing her arms and legs around so violently, we didnt want to leave her like that but one of the auxiliary nurses said dont worry we will settle her down and had someone sat by her bed to make she she didnt injure herself until she fell asleep.
So finally here we are today, i arrived this morning and my mum was fast asleep, looked very relaxed, normal sleeping with all fresh new drips in her feet and stomach. After sitting with her for about an hour the 6TH different consultant cam to talk to me and my uncle about what was happening next with my mum. She said that a soon as a bed becomes available she will be moving to a new ward where still will have her own permanent consultant and her own nurse and until then just keep her as calm as possible so she doesn't hurt herself anymore. I left this morning feeling very optimistic that i would return tonight to find her in a new ward and bed, possibly still sedated but at least ready for what tomorrow brings, however turns out the bed on the new ward wasnt ready yet and she was still on the same acute ward and in the worst shape we have ever seen her, the constant throwing of the arms and legs, no eye contact, no idea of who we where or even that we where there and she had pulled out the iv drip in her foot and blood was spouting out. It was heartbreaking to see her like this, i am just so confused and after reading so much information on the internet about my mums condition i feel i am going out of my mind. They eventually gave her another shot of midazolam and quite quickly fell back to sleep.
So there you have it, 4 of the worst days of mine and my mums life and i am so anxious and confused right now as i can not find any mention of the violent arm and leg throwing being associated with brain hypoxia, and am i right in letting them keep sedating her when its obvious it is making her symptoms worse while keeping her calm ? Hopefully tomorrow she is being moved to the new ward where they specialise in Endocrinology and Metabolic Medicine which includes damage to the Pituitary and Hypothalmic glands in the brain and finally some real treatment starts to happen.
I do have quite a large family, however most of us are estranged and there are a lot of younger people, i am so grateful to have my Auntie and Uncle supporting me right now and i love my almost 18 yo nephew so much for staying with over the last 5 days, but i feel like such a burden and as much as i want to talk to my nephew he is still so young
Any words of advice or comfort would be so gratefully received right now, thank you so much for taking the time to read my story