Hello there. My 87 year old grandma was admitted to the hospital a few days ago unexpectedly for what turned out to be a gastric bleed. Several hours after she came out of surgery, her heart rate and blood pressure dropped and she was moved to cardiac ICU. I did not find out she was even in the hospital until this point, when they began to call me for authorization for central lines and temporary pacemaker (her daughter, my mom, has passed, leaving me as next of kin). At this point they were concerned but not fearing the worst. I should mention I had not discussed any of this with her, her wishes for possible issues in hospital were completely unknown. I did what I thought she'd want, a central line meant no more needle sticks at least. Well, two hours later, she coded and they performed CPR and got her back. I live an hour away and at this point, I got there as quickly as I could. They would not let me back as by this point they were putting in the central line and temp pacemaker. They said I'd have to come back in the morning. This was around 10pm. As soon as I got back home, she coded again. Overnight, her kidneys failed. Her doctor called me next morning and said we could either put her on dialysis and keep her on the ventilator and temporary pacemaker, or turn off the machines. He told me her pupils were "fixed" and she most likely would never wake up or breathe on her own again. I had to make the call to say don't do any more CPR on her poor frail body. And I had to make the call to turn off the machines. I was there, I spent an hour with her before they turned them off, and she slipped away in just 10 minutes once they did. I held her hand until she passed on, and for several minutes after. I'm having trouble with this. Can anyone offer their story of "making the call"? I am 7 months pregnant going through this and she wanted to meet my son so badly, I am having trouble with this.
I studied loss and grief and caregiver grief became the focus of my master’s thesis.
I am now the age he was when he died and I have long ago accepted the decision I made as the humane one. I do urge people to let their loved ones know what you want when when you are dying.
But I urge you to let go of any guilt. You grandmother was lucky to have you present when she died. You loved her and you did the right thing.
This is a hard, hard way to learn but now you know how important it is to let your wishes be known so there’s less pain and confusion when things happen. Get it on paper. I have an advance directive stating what I want, and have it on the fridge so if need be EMTs can find it and make decisions. Also appoint a power of attorney for health who can make decisions on your behalf or another loved one if you can’t speak for yourself. It’s not the most pleasant thing to do but it will save some heartache down the road.
Later she commented that they had never talked about these things, never planned for their deaths, and it was all on her to make decisions. These are hard decisions to make, as you know. Be at peace, you did what was best for your grandma. She lived a good long life. Do you have a special story about her you'd like to tell us?
My father was interested in my daughter-in-law's pregnancy, and looking forward to the birth of her child, my granddaughter. Everyone was praying for a healthy baby, because it was a difficult pregnancy. She was his 5th grandchild, and he and my mother enjoyed regular visits with my older three grandchildren, and infrequent visits with my sister's grandson who lives out of state.
The day after my granddaughter was born, I showed my father a video of her crying. He commented that "She is loud," and was happy that she was healthy. I would have liked for him to meet her, but he wasn't feeling up to visitors, and she was too young to visit. Eleven days after my granddaughter was born, my father died. His funeral was the first outing my granddaughter had outside of her house.
A couple of months later, my granddaughter was at my house, and I noticed her smiling and laughing at some light reflecting off a windchime my father had given me when he and my mom moved into his retirement community. I thought, "She is talking to her great granddad."
Just yesterday, my husband commented that if my father were alive, our now 4-yr-old granddaughter would have had a special bond with him.
I think they do have a special bond. I think that someday, when she gets to heaven, my granddaughter will go running to hug him and recognize him as the person in heaven who has been watching over her all her life.
I will add that recently I have been thinking of people who died when I was little, who I barely remember as strangers that I never got to know, or who I can't remember at all. As a child, I was shy around them, but from this end of life, I recognize them as people who loved me deeply. Tell your son about your grandmother and how she loved him and wanted to meet him.
Hugs.
after thinking that the operation that he had performed exacerbated or injured his brain paralyzed and due to operating on very deep areas perhaps caused the
ventricular bleeding...i was not expecting to be put in this position....ever.
Remember emergency surgery is questionable at best, there is no time to transfer
patient to a more qualified Hospital or Doctor....after the fact....Dad was 97 yrs old so he had a peaceful palliative ending...bleeding in his gastointestinal tract.
Lesson here is get your papers in order.....the timeframe for death is a mystery and daily fear with seniors.
So i simpathize with you ...........
This scenario - reasonably healthy 'old' elder admitted to hospital to try to find cause of symptoms. The toppling of the dominos that leads to failure of multiple organs often can't be stopped....as in your grandmother's situation.
You chose for her what you thought she would choose for herself. That is exactly what your role was. You did the best you could with the information that you had at the time. We humans do much want to feel like we are in control of events that we second guess ourselves even after someone dies.
You are grieving. See if you can find a bereavement support group. Hospices have them, often a hospital does, too.
The hospital did have to provide the care, and I assure you that you made the most compassionate decision. I had to make a similar "call". Care for yourself and your little guy. Ask your OB/midwife to help you find counselling.
As an RN who works in critical care, I have been with many patients when family has to "make the call." Without any decisions made by family or the one with power or attorney for medical decisions, medical staff will do everything to keep the person alive. In your case, your grandma had a series of unfortunate health incidents that were not compatible with life. I am sorry that you did not get to see her until the end of her journey. I am also sorry that she will not get to meet your son. I am also glad that you were with her before she passed; not all family get that opportunity.
Let me share a little nursing info that might help. Everybody that experiences "loss" tends to follow a similar journey through grief. Dr. Kubler-Ross outlines 5 stages of grief or loss:
Stage 1 - Denial - the feelings that this situation is not real
Stage 2 - Anger - the feeling of anger or indignation that this isn't fair
Stage 3 - Bargaining - ineffective efforts to bring back what was usual
Stage 4 - Depression - the sadness and regret of realizing the loss is permanent
Stage 5 - Acceptance - finding peace in midst of the loss
Some people find it helpful to attend a grief group - a group of folks where everyone is going through loss of a loved one. I highly recommend GriefShare; many groups meet in churches. If you find you are having a difficult time processing the loss of your grandmother, please consider this group for help.
I'm sorry for your loss.
You're in an interesting place to witness both the end of a life and the beginning of another in a short span of time. It truly is a circle, and you're seeing it happen right in front of you.
Share photos and stories of Grandma with your son and she'll be memory for him, too.
So very sorry for your loss!
Please start singing and playing some music for your son so he can be healthy when he arrives. You can honor your grandmother somehow with a mention of her at his birth.
I was very sorry to lose her, because she was the sweetest lady in the world, but the thought of her lying in bed hooked up to machines for God knows how long broke my heart.
So our PCP told the hospital no more intervention; to give her a light sedative so she would not be in pain, and hubby and I stayed with her until her sweet little heart gave up. She was calm and pain free, and for that we are thankful.
So don't beat yourself up. You were with her at the end and she knew she was loved. And, I promise, she will be watching over you and your baby. Hugs to you.
Your grandmother was 87. She had a long life. A real shot at happiness. Now, your baby…. What wouldn’t you do for that little baby with their whole life ahead of them? I have 2 myself, and the answer is anything. I would do anything for them, not because I love my dad less, but because he’s had a long life, and they haven’t.
You did the humane thing. The unselfish thing. The right thing.
HUGS.
It was her time to go. Everything that happened proves that.
As hard as this is please take comfort in the fact that she is no longer suffering.
Nothing else could have been done to save her.
My dad kept pulling the vent when he was in the hospital. He always wanted every measure taken to preserve his life, yet he pulled the plug when it was his time to go. I promise you it doesn't make the loss easier.
Take time to grieve for your loss and then be joyful for the new son you are bringing into the world. He will know great grandma through the stories and happy memories you share.