Once again, I write because I feel so helpless and truly need a shoulder upon which to cry!
Some may recall when posing questions in an earlier thread back in January….problems encountered with my brother’s miss-diagnosis and how all the medical fraternity involved with his problems/illness gave him the run-around! After a lot of “untruths” trying to cover their failings and inadequacies, my brother’s diagnosis was finally given to him by his own GP, this being 9 months post an eight week stay in hospital, numerous MRI scans, tests etc, etc……..as a very rare form of Hepatocellular carcinoma, prognosis terminal max 12+ months.
That was just 5 weeks ago!!!! Sadly, the news was given in such an uncaring and blunt manner, which led from a question posed by my brother…, and so very characteristic off the complete medical profession involved with his miss-diagnosis, feet shuffling, passing the buck, and shifting responsibility….nobody has done a thing to help him!
Sadly, his face is getting so very thin, drawn & yellow whilst his body exploding outwards due to what they called lymphedema. In the speight of four weeks, he has gained approx 10-12 inches on his waistline, his legs look like the elephant man and he is getting very weak and tired due to weight of swelling and appears to be going downhill very fast! Unlike the US, nobody appears to be doing anything to help or comfort him, not even giving the basic duty of care that every human being is entitled to receive!
Luckily, with God on his side, he was able to make his wedding last week. However, this weekend a marriage blessing was due to take place but currently looks as though this is now off the agenda and will not be able to go ahead due to my brother feeling so weak and ill!
Just yesterday, they (brother and wife) had to call an emergency medic, as his own GP seems to have abandoned him (suppose he is only worried about draining his budget!). The doctor gave him tablets in order to try to reduce fluid retention; others to reduce pain experienced in his chest and side and in general, tried to make him a little more comfortable…yet another failing by his own GP! The medic told my brother he thought pain was due to fluid now having reached his lungs, which in turn is pressing against his chest cavity causing the pain. He left informing them he was going to contact the local hospice himself so that they could monitor his drugs. He also told them; whilst my brother felt he was able to cope, he would not have to go in????
Today, my brother says he now feels like death warmed up, very weak & sleepy and very unsteady on his feet and light-headed as though he is floating on air, which he thinks is the cancer having travelled. Due to which, they phoned his GP and despite my brother being so very ill, his GP requested to see him at his surgery tomorrow....not that he will duly visit my brother in his home… obviously a such a very caring, conscientious man!!!!!!
….. from being given a year plus to live, it now appears to me to be just weeks away if not days away!!! I do so hope I’m wrong….Both my head and especially my heart are exploding with living grief...
…Is this now truly the start of the beginning of the end?