Its now just over three months since my husband was in ICU for just over three weeks, a week of this on an incubator, and a further two weeks with a tracheotomy.
A number of things went wrong or were not done very well, and although he at one stage he appeared to be recovering he died on a high dependency ward a few days after being discharged from ICU. I'm still very traumatized by many of the things that happened to him while in ICU. Also how I was left out of being involved in how he was treated, and I myself was by treated by some ICU staff. Being left out of helping to assist with non medical care and kept at a distance during his tragic last month of life. Its bad enough that I've lost him after 27 years together but this bitterness of the forced separation and physical and emotional distance that was inflicted upon us during this most vital and important time, will haunt and torment me forever!