Bf screamed my name at 8am. After flying in here and after three days of not passing water, bf got an ambulance ride to the VA ER and they put a cathater (sp) on him and gave him some meds for his prostate. Arriving home, he has been hollering as it burns when he pees and was leaking a little. I called the ER and they said this is a normal occurance. I told the er that it is a wonder they did not hear him from here when he peed! I also told bf to leave the thing alone as he keeps messing with it as he fears the tube is coming out, threatens to pull it out when the burning occurs.
My arms still hurts and my ears are starting to pop! Yay! This cold I had would not let my ears pop and I felt like I was stuck in a tunnel. The relief of pressure is wonderful!
Now we wait for the ambulance bill! When my mom passed, the ambulance that took her less than a half of a mile sent her a bill for about $1200! Course, it was not paid! Maybe the VA will pay for bf's.
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Couple Of Hours Later
Went to try to take a nap and heard a long drawn out hollar. Some more, then silence. I, again hopped out of bed and found bf stretched over the back of bar on his port -a-potty. I called to him and got no response. His eyes were open looking straight up. He was breathing but not responding to my calls. I called the ambulance again and took him back to the ER. While waiting for the ambulance, bf started sliding from the seat and it was all I could do to catch him and make sure his head was not harmed. The ER people picked him up, covered him as he was naked from the waist down trying to get the cathater to work.
I called his daughter in law and asked for another ride to the hosp. As soon as her hubby got off of work, they would take me.
As they were arriving at my house, she got a call from bf. They were going to release him because there were no extra beds. They got his pants and went to pick him up while I waited with the wheelchair and set the house for his return. She called me and said he tried to stand and got light headed and had a panick attack. Dau-in-law said it freaked her out so much she went out of the ER and called me(she is also a high risk pregnant woman). They came and picked me up and what I saw frightened me a bit. Skin pale, cheeks sunk in, lips white due to dry mouth. His blood pressure is so low, just sitting up would make him dizzy. His normal pressure is 120/80. It was down to 80/80!
So..the ER had to admit him to ICU for a couple of days to make sure he is pumped full of liquids and his BP gets back to normal. Thinking about it, I realize that it is not the lack of beds...it is the lack of equipment that is working. They had bf in one ICU room and when they called me back, he was in a different room because the equipment did not work in there.
My arms and legs feel like dead weight right now. They hurt and are tired. I can see some slight swelling in my left wrist. Mentally and physically drained right now.
Bf kept apologizing for what he put me through today. I told him it is ok, it probably will not be my last time. Then he went on about a nursing home. He tried that at his daughter's house when we were up there and all three of us at the same time said, "Your not going to a nursing home!". He said, he cannot fight all three of us! Actually it is five of us.
It is very hard on me, but I have heard horrors about nursing homes and the ones here are no different. Bf's daughter witnessed that first hand with another relative here a while back. I would not be able to stay there all the time to make sure he got the proper care.
I managed to eat a bowl of ceral around 2pm and when I got home at 11pm I was starved. Fixed myself a pizza for one, but still a bit hungry. Pizza was not big enough! Have not decided if I want to eat more or just go to sleep!
Note: Since the chemo treatments, bf has lost about 100 lbs. now. He is at the weight when he was in his 20's.
