LeslieR
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- Joined
- Mar 23, 2017
- Messages
- 16
- Reason
- Lost a loved one
- Diagnosis
- 03/2017
- Country
- US
- State
- TX
- City
- Humble
It has been such a busy time and I hadn't had a chance to post earlier.
He was diagnosed 3/23/2017 and progressed rapidly. By May 2017 he was on AVAPS, July 25th he got a feeding tube and by December he had pneumonia and after being intubated for a couple of weeks went home on the Trilogy. He also had a Foley catheter that we were never able to successfully remove without having to replace it right away.
In Early March he was continuing to worsen and the pulmonolgist said it was either time for a tracheostomy or Hospice and he chose Hospice. After a few weeks it became clear that he was in the phases of dying and his desire for tube feedings diminished until he no longer tolerated any feedings at all. He had some discomfort and pain and required Morphine and Ativan every 2 hours - he also had 2 fentanyl patches on. I don't know how or why exactly he hung on for so long, in spite of telling everyone he was ready to go.
He lost his speech entirely the last month and would jot down a few shaky words on a boogie board. After he stopped tolerating any nutrition or water he lasted another 15 days. He had some alert moments until the last 48 hours. For those last two weeks he could shake his head "no" and blink his eyes for a "yes". It was heartbreaking to see him that way. On Monday, the 9th he was completely unresponsive and I asked that he be removed from the ventilator. The hospice Medical Director came out and agreed .
We all gathered around him and held his hands and spoke to him. We played soft music and lit an old oil lamp that had been lit on the night of his birth (at home) - His sister had given us the lamp and told us the story of her being introduced to her baby brother by the light of the lamp...
He took very shallow breaths spaced ever farther apart for an hour. Amazing Grace played...and then finished. The lamp ran out of oil and dimmed and my father did not take another breath.
From diagnosis til the end it was the hardest journey of my life to witness and be a part of and yet the final moments were peaceful and beautiful. <3
He was diagnosed 3/23/2017 and progressed rapidly. By May 2017 he was on AVAPS, July 25th he got a feeding tube and by December he had pneumonia and after being intubated for a couple of weeks went home on the Trilogy. He also had a Foley catheter that we were never able to successfully remove without having to replace it right away.
In Early March he was continuing to worsen and the pulmonolgist said it was either time for a tracheostomy or Hospice and he chose Hospice. After a few weeks it became clear that he was in the phases of dying and his desire for tube feedings diminished until he no longer tolerated any feedings at all. He had some discomfort and pain and required Morphine and Ativan every 2 hours - he also had 2 fentanyl patches on. I don't know how or why exactly he hung on for so long, in spite of telling everyone he was ready to go.
He lost his speech entirely the last month and would jot down a few shaky words on a boogie board. After he stopped tolerating any nutrition or water he lasted another 15 days. He had some alert moments until the last 48 hours. For those last two weeks he could shake his head "no" and blink his eyes for a "yes". It was heartbreaking to see him that way. On Monday, the 9th he was completely unresponsive and I asked that he be removed from the ventilator. The hospice Medical Director came out and agreed .
We all gathered around him and held his hands and spoke to him. We played soft music and lit an old oil lamp that had been lit on the night of his birth (at home) - His sister had given us the lamp and told us the story of her being introduced to her baby brother by the light of the lamp...
He took very shallow breaths spaced ever farther apart for an hour. Amazing Grace played...and then finished. The lamp ran out of oil and dimmed and my father did not take another breath.
From diagnosis til the end it was the hardest journey of my life to witness and be a part of and yet the final moments were peaceful and beautiful. <3
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