Mother-in-law is with us. My husbands sister brought her here last Oct. 2008 to die. But mom is still hanging in there, but she is in the last stages. Ridgety, hallucinations, lost time, Dementia, swallowing problems, no appetite, coughing, drooling, in a diaper, needs to be hand fed. Some times she will talk, most weeks she won't say a word, just stares at us. The stiffness is really bad, like a board, but in almost a fetel postion.
She has had Parkinson's for almost 18 years, with the Dementia coming on a few years ago.
The ridgedy has just started about a month ago.
Hospice comes in and bathes her, and fills her pills. It's all the other time around the clock where we need to sleep, shop, eat, work, that interferes with our normal routine.
I'm happy to go to work, and to sleep, and to forget she is here, and needs us so much.
I'm not a callouis person, it's just very very hard to cope. If there were more hands to help with all the other hours of the day, God send them to us.
It's funny how when a person is well everyone wants to be with them, but when they get sick, they stop answering their phones.
Anyway, you name the drug she's on it. Too many I think. If I let Hospice take her, they will take her off her meds. She has a DNR. And that will be that.
But I don't want to play God and say ok, it's time for her to die, take her away. I pray it will come on it's own when she's asleep. Peacefully.