grandmother
my grandmother's primary doctor needs a lesson in some bed side manners..
i don't know exactly what he said to my grandmother today...but she was very upset. it made me have an anxiety attack right there....she was trying to talk...she was shaking her head "no" for whatever reason...and this is probably why
i talked to him after we visited her today and he told me
the time IS coming...we (the family) need to decide how long we are going to allow her to live. he did not know if we had been in to see her or not because he had been on vacation, but had been seeing her during the week...that is bullshit...the nurses could have told him we have been in every fucking day. he does not know if we have seen the way she is .....and how this might be where she might be at her ultimate. that he needs to move her to a hospital that deals wiht patients that are "chronically" ill and have respitorary devices....he said she does not have long to live but with the miracle of modern medical technology they could keep her on life support indefinately if her heart can handle it. he kept stressing the points of how weak she is and she is terminally ill and can not have chemo and this and that...i FUCKING KNOW THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and at first, he was like, "well, didn't i talk to your mother at first?" "yes, but she can't deal with this." and he was saying some shit....and his fucking office...oh my God, they are stupid as hell. he was way too clinical and insensitive and just way too direct.
i don't even remember everything right now...my mother just called me and distracted me.
i have to call the doctor on monday with a directive decision..............i really don't want to.
i don't know exactly what he said to my grandmother today...but she was very upset. it made me have an anxiety attack right there....she was trying to talk...she was shaking her head "no" for whatever reason...and this is probably why
i talked to him after we visited her today and he told me
the time IS coming...we (the family) need to decide how long we are going to allow her to live. he did not know if we had been in to see her or not because he had been on vacation, but had been seeing her during the week...that is bullshit...the nurses could have told him we have been in every fucking day. he does not know if we have seen the way she is .....and how this might be where she might be at her ultimate. that he needs to move her to a hospital that deals wiht patients that are "chronically" ill and have respitorary devices....he said she does not have long to live but with the miracle of modern medical technology they could keep her on life support indefinately if her heart can handle it. he kept stressing the points of how weak she is and she is terminally ill and can not have chemo and this and that...i FUCKING KNOW THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and at first, he was like, "well, didn't i talk to your mother at first?" "yes, but she can't deal with this." and he was saying some shit....and his fucking office...oh my God, they are stupid as hell. he was way too clinical and insensitive and just way too direct.
i don't even remember everything right now...my mother just called me and distracted me.
i have to call the doctor on monday with a directive decision..............i really don't want to.