My dad was diagnosed with terminal Stage IV metastatic Lung cancer just under 12 weeks ago.. I can only say I'm utterly disgusted by the lack of support from diagnosis to his death, promises were made but no palliative care, no district nurses, no carers, no end of life support.There was little pain relief in the end, Oramorph supplied by a half arsed GP but told we can't administer it so he ended up on ibuprofen. His sheets needed cleaning every day as only three weeks in he became incontinent and bed bound, he needed feeding by hand, didn't know what day it was and would cry himself to sleep most nights and all I could do was watch him deteriorate and try and stay strong.
He gave up eating and lost so much weight, unable to talk or sit up for the last five weeks, he had one and a half sessions of chemotherapy, that's all he could stand.
He's only just gone and all I can think is what on earth happened.. is it always this difficult? The nurses who came to clean him up and verify his death were asking where his charts and medical files were and all his meds... there weren't any.
He looked at peace and think he stopped breathing in his sleep during the night, he was sleeping alot anyway. Apparently there was a DNR notice but I wasn't aware and I'm left now trying to piece together the last three months and try and get the information together for the death certificate... is it always this difficult?
I feel guilty about feeling relieved that he's now at peace but certainly couldn't have gone on much longer myself.. when all the forms are filled I can finally relax and start to grieve.