To tell the truth, I have never had a really high opinion of myself. Think I’m at an all time low.
I’m questioning everything, and I think that can be a heads up to faulty thinking. I can’t be wrong about everything, right?
At this point, my husband’s PCP is a nurse practitioner that comes to the home. She came today, and it was a really upsetting visit. A few weeks ago my husband asked that they do a urine analysis/bloodwork because he felt strongly that he had a UTI. She reluctantly placed the order. We were told by his home health nurse that everything was normal, with the exception of a low platelet count (which is an ongoing issue for him).
My husband thought that he had a UTI because of severe abdominal pain. Throughout his life, after his spinal cord injury, he has had an uncanny ability to "perceive" the onset of a UTI. But now that he is less healthy, and has so much more abdominal pain that we believe is nerve pain, it’s harder for him to know which pain is which.
Today the nurse practitioner asked him how much he had been up lately. He told her that he has not been up. That his abdominal pain is so severe that he cannot get up. She seemed very short with him. I won’t bore you with the entire conversation, but she threw hospice at him, and it seemed very harsh to me. He was sobbing by the time she got finished. I don’t think she was really trying to be hurtful, but I think it was over the top.
She also chastised me for taking his blood pressure too often. The new neurologist, specializing in spine cord injury, has told me that when my husband‘s blood pressure is at a certain level, I should apply Nitro-Bid, a paste on his chest that will reduce his blood pressure. And that I should take his blood pressure every two minutes after that until it begins to come down. Today the NP told us that she strongly disagreed with that woman’s plan of care. That I was not qualified to administer the nitro paste, and that taking H’s bp too often was unproductive and that I was actually making his bp higher. I guess due to my anxiety.
She left saying that instead of hospice, she would call palliative care into our situation. She said she would allow him to take two pain pills a day instead of just one, but only if he was using the second one to get up out of the bed. That otherwise, that would be hospice.
I called our home health nurse after she left. I wanted to get her perspective. We have really loved his home health nurse and she has been very helpful. But in the last month or so it feels to me like she has backed away from us. She doesn’t answer my texts or my phone calls until days later, and sometimes not at all. Maybe that’s the way it supposed to be with home health. Or maybe am I just imagining that our relationship with her has changed?
I have always thought that when you go to a specialist, that you heed their instructions perhaps more than a primary care physician because they have more advanced training in their area. But our nurse practitioner who is his PCP (and a former neurology ICU nurse) has told us that she does not agree with the neurologist’s plan of care for my husband. So if we accept the NP advice, when we see the neurologist again, and she asks about my use of the nitro paste, I don’t know what to tell her. Because if I say that we have decided not to use it, what happens then?
After the nurse practitioner left today, I guess she had convinced my husband that he needed to turn to his other side no matter what pain was involved because he needed to move. She believes his abdominal pain is coming from internal contractures from immobility. My husband hasn't "allowed" me to turn him for a week to 10 days. So when I turned him completely on his opposite side today, I found one of the puppy dogs toys underneath his side. It was a tennis ball. When I removed it, it left a concave place in his hip That has scared me so bad. We have been married for 35 years and he has never gotten a pressure sore under my care. Only from going to the hospital. And that was on his heels. But this is bad. So I called the home health nurse and left a message for her. But she won’t get back in touch with me.
This area is bruised but there is no broken skin at this point. I have him on his side with a wedge enough that there is no pressure on the area. I’m scared to death. I am riddled with guilt. I’m at a loss for knowing what to do. I have promised my husband, short of an overt act to help him end his life, that I will abide by his wishes. So I haven’t "forced" him to roll from side to side when he says he doesn’t want to. So I don’t even know how the toy got under him, but I know that I missed it because I have not turned him. Because he didn’t want me to.
We talk about how we are going to handle certain things, we agree on the process. That he needs to turn, that he needs to get up, etc. But when it comes down to it sometimes, he will say that he’s simply not able to because of the pain. But this is ultimately my fault. I don’t know how bad this pressure sore is going to turn out to be, but it has the potential to be life-threatening I believe.
Everything is in such a bad place right now. My sons at home don’t speak to me anymore unless I speak to them. I’m getting a weird vibe from my son who is incarcerated. So many things are going wrong and I’m beginning to question my ability to discern situation‘s probably. I only share this kind of information with my sister, and one very dear friend. And I feel guilty when I do that, I feel like I am being disloyal to my husband. I have to admit I sometimes feel the same way when I vent to you all, but since you don’t know him, I have told myself it is somehow less disloyal.
Although it may sound like it, don’t mean to be asking you solve any of this mess. I think I might just be looking for your opinion about whether my perceptions about what is going on around me is just perhaps a shitty part of my life, or if I’m somehow perceiving things wrong.
Unill recently, sometimes it felt like my only consolation for quite some time it has been my beloved Maggie. And now that she is gone, I guess I’m feeling things more deeply. I just don’t know.
That’s the problem, I just don’t know. And I don’t know how to find out.
[This message edited by WhatsRight at 9:46 AM, Saturday, November 18th]