Ten weeks ago, we admitted “Jan”, eighty-four, to hospice secondary to metastatic pancreatic cancer. Jan underwent treatment to no avail. Jan and her family are from Asia. Jan lives with her daughter, “Ellie”, who struggles with understanding English. Fortunately, with each hospice visit, Jan’s adult granddaughter, “Ira”, is always available. She is fluent in English and able to easily translate.
When we admit patients to hospice, we ask if they are okay not calling 911 but hospice. Hospice is not a curative program, but beautifully offers comfort care. Our phone gets picked up and answered twenty-four hours a day. We encourage patients and families to call us at any time as it helps us help them when we know what is going on
It is hard for all of us to let go. Age does not matter as Jan is always a mother, a grandmother, a great-grandmother. I have never met anyone who loved being dependent. Jan has been becoming weaker to where now she is bedridden and sleeping most of the day. Although, when the nurse and I walked in, Jan was lying in her bed moaning from pain. The nurse immediately gave pain medication. The family had not been giving it to her as didn’t understand the process.
Due to Jan being imminent, hospice will visit daily for the needed support. Jan has a very large, embracing family who all support her and each other. They all will continue to grieve, but do reach out to each other as needed. I wish them well.
ADDENDUM: Jan died peacefully two days later with her
family at the bedside.
911
We admitted
her to hospice just ten weeks ago.
Two months
later, they called 911.
She was
admitted into the hospital overnight.
We
discharged her due to Medicare guidelines.
We
re-admitted her again four days later.
They agreed
not to call 911, but hospice.
But then,
one week later, they dialed 911.
Then again,
we had to discharge her.
Now, two
days later, they want to return to hospice.
We cannot
admit her if they habitually call 911.
Hospice patients
wish for comfort care, not cure.
Families want
their loved one’s journey to provide peace.
We went out
today for the third time.
She is
imminent with only days to live.
She has
stopped eating and is drinking only sips.
The hospice
nurse helped control her pain.
The family
is aware she only has days to live.
They
strongly told us, “We will only call hospice.”
The
conversation now is about arranging a quick burial;
which is
their cultural and Muslim belief.
Intellectually,
we all know the truth,
but the
emotions of grief are so powerful.
They all
knew she was terminal,
but, like
most of us, struggled with the actuality.
Today, they
all deeply know
it is now their
time
to simply just allow her
to let go.
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