Lots of new developments in the last 24 hr.
DH met this morning w/estate lawyer. Lawyer will have everything ready to sign within 2 business days. Estate lawyer also does taxes. MIL hasn’t filed tax returns for the past 3 years because…she just didn’t want to. So lawyer is going to do that, too.
MIL getting transferred out of hospital this afternoon for a couple of days to an inpatient hospice facility while hospice organization does more assessments of her longer term care needs. She might end up in a skilled nursing facility with in-SNF hospice care, have to wait and see how that plays out.
MIL is very grumpy. Mad at everybody. Mad at the hospital. Mad at the nurses because they won’t bring her ice cream at random times of day when she demands it. Mad that it requires 2 adults to get her in and out of bed. Mad enough that a couple of times in the middle of the night, she climbed over the bed rails and fell out of bed. Why? “Because I wanted to go for a walk.”
MIL is mad at my DH. Claims that he never goes to visit her, that she never sees him, that she’s all alone in the hospital room all the time. He stood up to her, told her that he’s driven there to see her every day except this past Sunday, that he sits there in the room for hours, etc.
Hospice nurse told DH this morning that all maintenance medications will be stopped. No insulin either. Just medication for pain management. I think that DH was a little surprised at the insulin, but MIL did say she wanted no further measures taken to extend her life and that she wanted hospice care.
Meanwhile, MIL also is mad at the hospital because “they won’t give me a diabetic meal like I asked.” Um…you said you wanted hospice care, so managing your blood sugar doesn’t matter anymore. Yet an hour later, she demands ice cream and is mad when it isn’t produced right away.
DH told MIL that she shouldn’t be asking for ice cream all the time if she’s also demanding diabetic meals. I told DH in private that her blood sugar levels no longer matter, so give the dying woman some ice cream if she wants it.
Hospice nurse met w/MIL this morning to evaluate her. Additional evaluations will happen later today and tomorrow once she’s transferred. MIL wanted to tell her story to the hospice nurse for a good 30 minutes, complaining about everybody and everything, how nobody is helping her, how nobody understands, etc. Meanwhile, my DH is knocking himself out trying to implement MIL’s wishes & requests for her end of life care.
The hospice nurse DID, however, explain to MIL in a nice way that the hospital isn’t a 5 star resort, and the nurses DO have more than 1 patient to attend to, so they are doing the best that they can. And a 24x7 bedside personal attendant isn’t possible at the hospital. Nor is it an option at the inpatient hospice facility either. MIL got mad about that, too.
MIL also complained to DH about me, had lots to say about the concern I expressed for her 3 weeks ago before all of this began. Apparently, she’s really mad about that. She also claims that I am the reason why she’s tried to hide all of her health problems for so many years. I know for a fact that this just is not true…the real reason she has tried to hide a lot is because she hasn’t wanted her kids to react with, “What?! Why didn’t you say anything? We could have helped you!” In fact, she has stated many times in the past that she has kept the information from all of us because, as she put it, “I don’t want to look stupid.”
However, in her desire to not “look stupid,” she’s ended up in some pretty amazing predicaments over the years. And, as a result, has ended up looking pretty stupid.
My DH has become the parent. His mom has become the child.
SIL is coming into town this weekend. DH has already given her a heads up about what a handful their mom is right now. I’m hoping that maybe once she gets moved out of the hospital today, that she will calm down a bit.