Daisy,
I so understand your Mom. The thought of going to the clinic petrified me, primarily because I was going to see my own future, in the eyes of other ( maybe more advanced) ALS patients. The clinic nurse assured me this would not occur. On her promise, and with the support of Casey (Cgars) - I made it. The worse part was hearing I have ALS. Of course, I knew this, but hearing it again was tough. BUT, going to the clinic was (and is) absolutely my BEST decision.
A hospital typically doesn't treat you as a WHOLE person. Hospitals treat parts. We have a rare illness - hospital staff generally just don't see ALS often enough to adequately help a patient. The team in charge of me is just plain wonderful. I'm a people - not a case. We were given a ton of practical information as well as each team member's direct line and email address. Your Mom will not get this level of service at a hospital. Nor will you. If one must be on this trip, one must have the best help. Not only for the patient, but the entire family. You wouldn't run a marathon wearing wooden clogs - you'd be donning your Nike shoes to just
" do it" ! If your Mom needs more incentive, feel free to PM me and I can exchange emails with her to ease her mind.
Paying it forward - I leave you with the wisest words I received from another PALS (Cgars) in response to my fear of the clinic:
" Not sure how your clinic is setup, but where I go it is almost informal.
I have my appointment with mt ALS Neuro and his assistant, we shoot the shit. I tell my Dr. I still think he's wrong, he tells me I'm progressing... blah, blah, blah.
I then see the "blow girl" as I call her, and she tests my breathing, then we chat with the ALS Ontario girl, really about nothing, then maybe hit up the social worker for some more free parking, then make a new appointment!
All in all We are there for about two hours.
My wiife then steals whatever magazine she was reading, and we go home.
Pretty painless really".
My visit wasn't quite like that... But close. I stole the magazine!:razz: