Heather H.
Member
- Joined
- Sep 27, 2008
- Messages
- 15
- Reason
- CALS
- Diagnosis
- 12/2006
- Country
- US
- State
- TN
- City
- Cottontown
My Husband was told that he has ALS and had 5 years to live. Later it was discovered that he has the toxin trichothecene. After 5 rounds of plasmapheresis he was ABLE TO STAND UP AND TAKE A FEW STEPS. But(for some reason I cannot fathom) the doctors said that was NOT AN IMPROVEMENT but a "fluke that happens with all people with predominantly paralysis of the legs below the waist." Then the treatments were stopped, the re-started for another 5 rounds and again my husband walked, only this time for 100ft. Again we were told that this is no improvement but "just extra effort on my husband's part."
We are at our limit of anger, grief, knowing that something can be done to save his life and no one cares. The treatments work but we can't get them re-started. My husband of 10 years is going to die and I can't do a thing to save him. I can't take it anymore, who do I have to call for help?
The ALS clinic in Nashville is a joke and a rip-off. What do they do there you ask? Nothing. We begged for help with having ramps built, sorry we don't do that here. Can we get some help for a power wheelchair because he can no longer use his scooter? Nope, not here you don't. How about some devices for around the house..oh say like a..ah..hospital bed? You guessed it, nope, not here. But we do have live music and a free lunch. Free lunch!? How about you keep the lunch and help me put food on the table at home? Sorry, don't do that here.
It is ripping me apart that I can't save him. I don't think I could live without him, or want to live without him knowing that I could not save him or ease his pain.
Help.
We are at our limit of anger, grief, knowing that something can be done to save his life and no one cares. The treatments work but we can't get them re-started. My husband of 10 years is going to die and I can't do a thing to save him. I can't take it anymore, who do I have to call for help?
The ALS clinic in Nashville is a joke and a rip-off. What do they do there you ask? Nothing. We begged for help with having ramps built, sorry we don't do that here. Can we get some help for a power wheelchair because he can no longer use his scooter? Nope, not here you don't. How about some devices for around the house..oh say like a..ah..hospital bed? You guessed it, nope, not here. But we do have live music and a free lunch. Free lunch!? How about you keep the lunch and help me put food on the table at home? Sorry, don't do that here.
It is ripping me apart that I can't save him. I don't think I could live without him, or want to live without him knowing that I could not save him or ease his pain.
Help.