sorry about momwolf!

sorry, wolf :(

Very sorry Wolf.

The hospice people I met are very nice. They helped a lot when my father-in-law passed away.

So sorry to hear that, wolf.

I'm sorry things have turned this way. Everyone in Grifftopia is pulling for you. I've been in your shoes but it doesn't give me any words to help. g

*Shakes head* that's so sad Wolf. So sorry you're all going through this.

momwolf is happier to be home. She called me her last night in the hospital demanding, "Get me out of this Hellhole!"

Frankly, it's the nicest of the possible nearby Hellholes.

So, she's here, the hospice nurse manager met with us yesterday.

Sometimes I wonder if momwolf really understands the implications of hospice, then she'll say something that seems to indicate that she gets it. She said last night that she didn't want to talk about it, hopefully we'll get the chance to do so today. Right now she's dozing in her chair.

Dammit. I need to remember to bring a box of tissues into my bedroom. I don't usually need them here.

Thanks, everyone, for your support.

I can't say at this point that there are good days and bad days for momwolf. It's more like a good bit of time here, a bad bit there.

I try not to lose patience with momwolf, but sometimes it's hard when you discover all of a sudden that you're wading through a lake of urine because she missed the toilet.

So far we've met with the nurse, physical therapist, care aide, and the chaplain.

momwolf's breathing continues to worsen, she's at 2.5 Liters of Oxygen now, but seems fairly comfortable at that level. So far she's resistant to trying any of the medications in the "emergency kit," although the nurse has suggested that one or two of them will help her breathing and will help her sleep. She has been waking me up at 3-4am the last two nights.

Kind of like being at work, isn't it?

Place a strategic pair of wellington boots by the bathroom door?
Oh wolf, hugs to you!

Hang in there, Wolf.

Thinking of you and momwolf.

I am trying to figure out where the "dignity" is in this process. momwolf keeps wondering where the "comfort" is ... she's not feeling comfortable, lately.

One of the things that makes this hard is that I'm all about doing stuff, fighting to the end and all that.

Well, we made it through momwolf's birthday.

siswolf had to return home today as there are some things she must do at the office, but she promises to return on Monday.

I am hoping that momwolf will stick around until at least then, because I do not want to be alone for this. I understand though, that when the time comes, it will come, regardless of what I want.

momwolf was up and out in the living room most of yesterday, but it was a challenge getting her back to bed. She slept through most of the day, but was rousable, did have some of the Chinese food we brought in for dinner and her Lemon Cake.

The Hospice Nurse came in the afternoon, wished momwolf a Happy Birthday, and brought her a birthday card. She thought that momwolf's condition was "an advance of the disease process" and "it shouldn't be much longer."

siswolf talked to her in private and apparently the nurse thinks she'll at least make it through the weekend, based on her experience.

Today momwolf has remained in bed. She wakes intermittently, tells me she loves me and siswolf, and has decided that her nightgown was uncomfortable, and so, she is nearly naked. She has at least for the time being agreed to keep a sheet on.

I've given her some of the magic liquid medicine (it's morphine) in hopes that it will make her more comfortable.

Interestingly, siswolf is turning out to be the more task focused and practical one ... she looked up funeral homes online and has written down their contact information.

Supposedly I won't have to make the initial contacts, I just have to give the information to the Hospice staff and they make the calls.

Wolf, every time I see you've posted in this thread my heart gives a lurch. You and your family are in my thoughts.