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As many of you know, my mother-in-law (MIL) lives with me due to her failing health. She suffered another heart attack this past Wednesday. She is doing remarkably well considering her doctor told her she would not be able to survive another heart attack after the first one + triple bypass surgery. The doctor was able to be in two 'stints' that opened up blood flow in the arteries that appeared to be the locations that caused the heart attack. She still only has less than 50% function of her heart, less than 40% functioning of her lungs, abnormally low blood pressure, and a leaky heart valve.
I brought her home from the hospital this afternoon since Mrs. JR had to work. On the way home, I told her ... "You know they say only the good die young. I think this is a sign you are going to live forever." She got a good laugh out of it.
I thought I would share with everyone because there are also some take home messages in this experience:
1. My MIL knew the signs/symptoms of a heart attack - she is an LPN by education/trade and has already suffered from a previous heart attack. As soon as she was convinced she was in the throes of a heart attack she popped three (3) aspirin during the course of the event. The doctor said that while he would not necesssarily advocate taking so much aspirin, the aspirin thinned her blood enough to minimize the severity of the heart attack and that actually saved her life.
Most of us don't think much about 81 mg of aspirin - to a cardiac patient it really means life or death.
2. At the time my MIL realized she was in the throes of a heart attack, she was watching my 14-month old nephew. She was home alone with him. She called 9-1-1 for parametics and they hooked her up and realized her E-K-G was clearly abnormal though they couldn't interpret what the signal meant.
Those !@#$%^&* bozos didn't want to carry my MIL to the hospital because they didn't want to be responsible for the care of my nephew. While I can understand why having a baby would be something of an imposition - it is clearly beyond my comprehension how you could sit around for nearly 30 minutes debating how they would handle the baby + my MIL.
First they wanted me to come to the house to take my nephew. I live 35 minutes from my house - no can do. Then they wanted to meet me half-way so they could drop him off to me. Well, I work 5 minutes from the hospital and I don't have a !@#$%^&* child seat morons !!!!!
ldman: It took a pretty long string of expletives to get them off thier ass and down to the hospital. I was utterly shocked that these guys had NO CLUE what to do - I can't imagine this is the first time they came across someone with a child who was home alone when an emergency struck.
3. Whenever you have someone in the hospital - you have to advocate, advocate, advocate. While the doctors were trying to take care of my MIL's heart attack they were very attendant to her needs. Once they were cautiously optimistic about her condition - they nearly forgot about her. I had to let them know that each day I would be at the hospital to make sure she was fed and taken care of (bathroom, medication, etc.) during her stay. Fortunately, once she was out of the emergency room she was placed in Cardiac ICU - I knew most of the nurses because two of them went to school with my wife. That made things a little easier but I still had to remain vigilant.
4. Upon discharge from hospital, you really have to go through the orders and medications with a fine tooth comb. It is up to the discharging nurse to make sure everything is straight and that the patient understands what s/he needs to do. Not only was my MIL confused about her care after discharge, the doctor left off one of the medications that I KNOW that I had the nurse add to her chart (a prescription antacid she said worked well).
Well, this week was really long and I am glad that the ordeal is over. It really isn't over though because my MIL will slowly find out about her new limitations based on how much she will be able to exert herself over time. Not to mention that I have lingering concerns over her abnormal (low) blood pressure and ability to cope with the restrictions the doctor is placing on her. It will be interesting.
At any rate, I thought I would pass along for others in case they find themselves in the same position.
JR
I brought her home from the hospital this afternoon since Mrs. JR had to work. On the way home, I told her ... "You know they say only the good die young. I think this is a sign you are going to live forever." She got a good laugh out of it.
I thought I would share with everyone because there are also some take home messages in this experience:
1. My MIL knew the signs/symptoms of a heart attack - she is an LPN by education/trade and has already suffered from a previous heart attack. As soon as she was convinced she was in the throes of a heart attack she popped three (3) aspirin during the course of the event. The doctor said that while he would not necesssarily advocate taking so much aspirin, the aspirin thinned her blood enough to minimize the severity of the heart attack and that actually saved her life.
Most of us don't think much about 81 mg of aspirin - to a cardiac patient it really means life or death.
2. At the time my MIL realized she was in the throes of a heart attack, she was watching my 14-month old nephew. She was home alone with him. She called 9-1-1 for parametics and they hooked her up and realized her E-K-G was clearly abnormal though they couldn't interpret what the signal meant.
Those !@#$%^&* bozos didn't want to carry my MIL to the hospital because they didn't want to be responsible for the care of my nephew. While I can understand why having a baby would be something of an imposition - it is clearly beyond my comprehension how you could sit around for nearly 30 minutes debating how they would handle the baby + my MIL.
First they wanted me to come to the house to take my nephew. I live 35 minutes from my house - no can do. Then they wanted to meet me half-way so they could drop him off to me. Well, I work 5 minutes from the hospital and I don't have a !@#$%^&* child seat morons !!!!!
3. Whenever you have someone in the hospital - you have to advocate, advocate, advocate. While the doctors were trying to take care of my MIL's heart attack they were very attendant to her needs. Once they were cautiously optimistic about her condition - they nearly forgot about her. I had to let them know that each day I would be at the hospital to make sure she was fed and taken care of (bathroom, medication, etc.) during her stay. Fortunately, once she was out of the emergency room she was placed in Cardiac ICU - I knew most of the nurses because two of them went to school with my wife. That made things a little easier but I still had to remain vigilant.
4. Upon discharge from hospital, you really have to go through the orders and medications with a fine tooth comb. It is up to the discharging nurse to make sure everything is straight and that the patient understands what s/he needs to do. Not only was my MIL confused about her care after discharge, the doctor left off one of the medications that I KNOW that I had the nurse add to her chart (a prescription antacid she said worked well).
Well, this week was really long and I am glad that the ordeal is over. It really isn't over though because my MIL will slowly find out about her new limitations based on how much she will be able to exert herself over time. Not to mention that I have lingering concerns over her abnormal (low) blood pressure and ability to cope with the restrictions the doctor is placing on her. It will be interesting.
At any rate, I thought I would pass along for others in case they find themselves in the same position.
JR