Mom reared her ugly head this morning and screamed at me, Tok-Tok, and the nurses. Errr….basically, she screamed at everyone in sight. The woman is a cancer sufferer. She survives on a diet of ice-cream, yogurt and fresh juices because she cannot really chew food, but she must eat because she takes some lethal doses of cancer medication daily that eats into her stomach lining.
When we were in our last days in Australia, she’d started bleeding and of course, didn’t want to alarm us thus kept quiet about it. We came home, rested for a few days and then she dropped the bomb that she’d been bleeding. The day she saw the doctor, she was admitted immediately because we have a family history of colon cancer. The earliest age statistically for colon cancer is around 50 but my aunt had it a few years earlier. Not a good sign.
The Doctor needed Mom’s bowels to be cleaned out pristinely before an endoscopy procedure but after more than 50 hours of giving her enemas and not allowing her to eat, she went ballistic. I can imagine why. You try not eating for 50 hours and come back to report what happens. What more, her body that is used to sugar, went into shock. They kept giving her a particular medicine to clear her bowels and she kept telling them that her body didn’t agree with the meds because she not only got terribly nauseous (don’t forget, she already has a cocktail of meds for her tongue cancer that was now being taken on an empty stomach) but developed a migraine, felt dizzy and would pass out each time she poured it over herself. After 2 attempts and 2 days of that particular med, the Doctor agreed to top it up with a different medicine although he said the new one wasn’t as effective. To cut a long story short, mom went ballistic because she was starving, feeling really sick and they were not guaranteeing her when this ordeal was ending.
I spoke to the Doctor over the phone, since it was a Sunday, and he finally said that most patients were able to clear their bowels within 3-4 hours but Mom wasn’t, so there was certainly something lurking inside. Her blood results were not all clear (haemoglobin levels low, bacteria in urine, extremely high cholesterol etc) but it was inconclusive to confirm colon cancer till the endoscopy was done. What a dilemma. The Doctor had this sense of urgency to do the scope but the patient’s bowel was not clearing.
Finally, mom said, even if she DID have colon cancer, so what? She wasn’t going to undergo chemotherapy. No way. She already was suffering from another type of cancer, and Doctors have already said there was nothing else they could do with that cancer, why bother? I can only imagine how she felt. It was a double whammy she truly did not deserve.
She demanded to be discharged and so I had to sign a form to say I’d be responsible for her because she was discharging herself against Doctor’s orders. That was scary. She had 20 hours more to go of starvation but she couldn’t heck it. She wanted out. I tried coaxing her to perhaps drink 3 litres of water but it wasn’t working. *BIG SIGH* Later, Tok-Tok tried and got yelled at too. Looks like we know who is boss around here! We’re dealing with a woman who’s suffering from extreme hunger and severe withdrawal symptoms to add on to irritation with inexperienced nurses who poked her till she bled, and a Doctor who failed to interview his patient thoroughly. He didn’t even contact her first cancer doctor (who is in the same building), can you imagine? It must be hospital politics!
So we got discharged but the nurses were so busy with ten thousand things plus a handbag was stolen from the ward (can you believe it? When we got admitted, we were warned that we were to never leave our belongings in the room and I suspected theft was an occurrence and on this very morning, it had happened again to another poor patient! Who in their right mind would be so cruel as to take advantage of helpless patients? Malaysia, truly amazing…..) thus getting the bill prepared took forever. We brought mom some food which she downed in 10 seconds flat then waited and waited and waited. 3 hours later, I chased them and we eventually got to pay the bill on the discharge floor. Then they told us we had to go back to the ward to collect her medication. WTF. But when we went back up to the ward, the medication wasn’t ready. So we decided to load the car up first, then come back for the meds. The nurses said 5 minutes. We went to the parking lot, loaded the car and drove it out. 15 minutes later, we went back to the ward and mom was confronted with a huge bag of medication that could’ve lasted her her entire life.
She asked the nurses what the hell they were, so they checked and it turns out it was a wrong prescription. What if they hadn’t checked? Mom would have been blindly consuming God only knows what! So they made calls to the pharmacist downstairs and then ding-dong-ding-dong, nurses and pharmacist had an argument about which meds were for which patient la-di-da-di-da……..by which time, Mom got so fed up, yelled at them to get their act together and walked out.
Nobody dared say anything. Tok-Tok, me and my brother…..all terrified. We just brought her home and pandered to her every command, but the Doctor has warned us that she needs to get back in. What do you do with a hot-headed Eurasian woman? Let’s hope she settles down, eats well and prepares herself mentally for what is to come because she really needs to be back in hospital.**************************************************************************
Who is Mamapumpkin?
Mamapumpkin spent 7 years in London committing crimes to gain her Bartlett BSc in Architecture. She spent 7 years as a Stay At Home Mom raising her children as documented in this Mamapumpkin blog since over 10 years ago and thereafter returned to the Corporate World stronger than ever. Her last job as Country Director of a British Railway Signalling organisation saw her getting ill with an aortal and mitral heart valve regurgitation and early stage cancer. Through her journey from working to not working to working again, she sets out to prove to all women that they can do anything and everything that they set out to do; as long as they have that fire of desire burning within and the drive to work hard. Even better with oodles of love, passion and integrity.
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