Two days worth of TISMF

Picked up the patient today. He is more decompensated than I was afraid he’d be. It was some kind of miracle that I managed to get him into the house. I don’t know how I did it. Even he didn’t know how I did it. My guardian angels must still be pulling all nighters to look out for me because for a moment I thought we’d be stuck with him one small step up and leaning back on me forever. I almost had to call the fire department to come help me. But then I managed to heft his walker to the top step while supporting his full weight on my shoulder and reposition myself behind him to shove/lift his ass up the steps. I don’t think he’ll be leaving the house again.

Oh lord.
He was NEGLECTED the entire two weeks!!! His feet were wrecked, which isn’t a surprise because he steps on his own feet but I had to wash off the crusted blood when I got him back to the house to see how bad the damage was. There was a lot of new damage. A LOT. He lost a nail and is about to lose two more.blood blisters and scrapes…. But listen, I’m reasonable. Dude hurts himself. But fucking take care of him!! It was the lack of care. Also- remember me on the second night saying that they called to tell me he had fallen but assured me he was fine? I’ll send photos. He is not even close to fine.

Whoa. I just saw his behind. He is very bruised and very swollen. As far as I was informed he only fell once while in the nursing home- and that was on August 29th. It’s the swelling that has me shocked. Fuck them for not telling me the truth! They said he was fine. Dude must have gone down HARD. OMG. The swelling is awful. He says it hurts. I wanna cry. Again- it’s not as much that he got hurt as it is that they did not address the damage. They did not inform me and they did not provide after care.

Oh yeah, did I tell you they gave me a hard time about getting his records when I left? COVER UP. Not sure why they thought they could get away with it with me, I don’t think I give off “I don’t care” vibes.

Nurse came today and didn’t think anything was broken. She said because he could walk. She was rather dismissive in the same way that several doctors were dismissive to me when I asked them about his swollen ankles and everyone brushed it off but it turned out to be heart failure fluid build up. The instant someone dismisses me they are my mortal enemy. Period the end. Bitch doesn’t know that I have to focus of a high functioning AuDD adult and when I mother fucking say something is wrong then something is very fucking wrong. Bitch. I told her he was walking around with a broken back for three days before casually mentioning it. Not sure how she could be so callous. He’s not dead yet! I’m gonna call the hospice doctor myself.

Left a message for the hospice doctor. Tried to hit all the bases. I need to know for care and pain management, he is non communicative regarding pain….etc….

Also, this is America and I am starting to understand that hospice somehow makes money by denying care to hospice patients. Fuck this country and the disrespect it has for sick people.

Yep. I left a message for the doctor. I said I needed to know the extent of the damage so I could effectively take care of him because he does not accurately report pain. I also said that he had never swelled up before and this was extreme.

The weird thing is that she literally told me as an example of what gets treated that if someone broke their leg on hospice they would still get X-rays and a cast.

She better fucking arrange for an X-ray.

What’s up with my car is that I decided to whip out the credit card (the spending spree is now officially over though!) took it to my own mechanic despite it being under warranty and he checked out the wonky A/C- (Which if you recall was NOT POSSIBLE according to the thieving crooks at my local dealership) confirming everything I told him, (sweet sweet validation!) but did not know which system in the car needed fixing, however, he told me which dealer is most honest to take it to and that he would speak to their mechanic for me. You know if I was a dude this would not be necessary but, alas, I am not a dude, only have learned how to get the dudes to fight my battle in this one case.

In other news: it is more apparent by the second that the husband was completely neglected while in the nursing home. He is horrifically bruised and hospice is sending someone here to take some x rays of his lower back and hip area to make sure nothing is broken. If I find out something is broken I am preparing to release anger that hasn’t seen the light of day for over five decades.