This is how my day has been. Livid, doesnt begin to explain how I feel.
Copied text from post I made earlier on fb:
Mom update:
The good parts..... she gave me a little bit of a hard time a couple of times, which was lovely, I asked her if I could lick her face once, and of course she told me no...(she thinks I am way too serious, so I was trying to be more tender and fun-loving). Before we left I told her since she wouldn't let me lick her face, I would just kiss her forehead instead. She ate a few bites, with no problems other than it tasted disgusting. She let Michaela and I reposition her, change her and get her comfy.
The bad parts:
And I am leaving out some details for obvious reasons.
When we got there she was grey, she didn't know our names, although she did call me big mouth lol. She didn't know Michaela and she didn't recognize pictures of her cats that I printed off to help motivate her. Since she was grey, I looked at her concentrator because it was only on 3 liters on Sunday, and again today, it was on 3 liters. I turned it up to 4, found her nurse, listened to her tell me what I already knew. Went back to the room, gave it about 10 minutes, she needed the bedpan, so I called out. She wasn't doing any better, so I trace her tubing with my eyes only to see that the tubing extension attatched to her nasal cannula was not connected. It was tangled in her phone cord and partially under this small hutch/microwave cart thing in her room.
I put them back together and slowly she started pinking up again. I meant to take my pulse ox with me, but forgot it. After a few minutes of oxygen, she knew who we were, knew the cat pictures where her cats, and wanted to try to eat.
Her nurse today was the ADON of that facility. I let her know that I was not impressed with the care she was receiving this far in this stay. I reiterated all the things that she needs help with, that was discussed on 3 different days (she has been there 5 days). 2 days of which were the same nurse and same STNA, one day was the admissions nurse.
My mom has this 1 very brief chance, to strengthen. How can you do that, when the minimums.... oxygen, fluids, foods, a tiny dose of pain meds to make physical therapy a little easier because of the 3 rounds of CPR to save her life, arent being met?
It's very basic care, it shouldn't have to be asked about multiple times, and I definitely should not walk in to her not getting oxygen because it wasn't properly hooked up and she can't use the call light well (physically) and is too confused to know that she needs to.
4 star facility, what happens in 2 star facilities?
I ****CHOSE**** to drive an hour each way, to try to ensure she is cared for properly. So far, I'm not impressed (except for the scopolamine patch to reduce nausea and dizziness)
2 good things came from this. She is still alive at the moment, and I was not arrested because i was able to maintain self control.
Copied text from post I made earlier on fb:
Mom update:
The good parts..... she gave me a little bit of a hard time a couple of times, which was lovely, I asked her if I could lick her face once, and of course she told me no...(she thinks I am way too serious, so I was trying to be more tender and fun-loving). Before we left I told her since she wouldn't let me lick her face, I would just kiss her forehead instead. She ate a few bites, with no problems other than it tasted disgusting. She let Michaela and I reposition her, change her and get her comfy.
The bad parts:
And I am leaving out some details for obvious reasons.
When we got there she was grey, she didn't know our names, although she did call me big mouth lol. She didn't know Michaela and she didn't recognize pictures of her cats that I printed off to help motivate her. Since she was grey, I looked at her concentrator because it was only on 3 liters on Sunday, and again today, it was on 3 liters. I turned it up to 4, found her nurse, listened to her tell me what I already knew. Went back to the room, gave it about 10 minutes, she needed the bedpan, so I called out. She wasn't doing any better, so I trace her tubing with my eyes only to see that the tubing extension attatched to her nasal cannula was not connected. It was tangled in her phone cord and partially under this small hutch/microwave cart thing in her room.
I put them back together and slowly she started pinking up again. I meant to take my pulse ox with me, but forgot it. After a few minutes of oxygen, she knew who we were, knew the cat pictures where her cats, and wanted to try to eat.
Her nurse today was the ADON of that facility. I let her know that I was not impressed with the care she was receiving this far in this stay. I reiterated all the things that she needs help with, that was discussed on 3 different days (she has been there 5 days). 2 days of which were the same nurse and same STNA, one day was the admissions nurse.
My mom has this 1 very brief chance, to strengthen. How can you do that, when the minimums.... oxygen, fluids, foods, a tiny dose of pain meds to make physical therapy a little easier because of the 3 rounds of CPR to save her life, arent being met?
It's very basic care, it shouldn't have to be asked about multiple times, and I definitely should not walk in to her not getting oxygen because it wasn't properly hooked up and she can't use the call light well (physically) and is too confused to know that she needs to.
4 star facility, what happens in 2 star facilities?
I ****CHOSE**** to drive an hour each way, to try to ensure she is cared for properly. So far, I'm not impressed (except for the scopolamine patch to reduce nausea and dizziness)
2 good things came from this. She is still alive at the moment, and I was not arrested because i was able to maintain self control.