Well. The one good thing I've heard all day is that my mom
does not have cancer. My mother was misdiagnosed atleast
twice by other doctors in this hospital. The doctor I spoke to today, is one of the best I have ever come into contact with. He really knows what he's doing. I listened to him give his report outside of her room and he is checking out every possible direction he can think of. I like that.
My mom is still on the ventilator and it's breathing for her 100% right now. She's still sedated, but only enough to keep her comfortable. She's still bleeding but they're keeping a very close eye on that. They're also draining blood from her stomach and rectum (it's a black, tarry color so it's old blood). It freaked me out at first seeing all of that but when I asked, that's what they told me it was. There's no telling how long it's been there though..
The whole "do not resuscitate" thing
was brought up today but what you have to understand here is that ICU nurses and doctors have to be very straight forward with people about the patients. I was told that anything could happen, at any moment and even though we aren't necessarily at a point where they need to worry about a "DNR", it would be best if I go ahead and sign the paperwork if that's what I decided to do. Now, even though I know what my mother's wishes are. I also know that something is pulling at my gut big time.
Something is telling me not to sign the DNR paperwork. I want to fight for her. I want to give her a chance. I know how I am and I know that if I was to sign that paperwork and something ended up happening...I would never forgive myself and there would always be that thought in the back of my head, "well what if they had resuscitated her and she had lived?"
The part that's bothering me right now is that she was responding to noises and the light yesterday but today there was no response at all. Her pupils won't dilate when they shine any light on them and she isn't moving at all. This doesn't really mean that it'll always be like that. My friend's mom talked to me a lot today about when her late husband was in ICU for two weeks and for a while he was just like this. The doctors told her that her husband wasn't going to make it but he ended up living for another year (the only reason why it was just a year is because he
did have cancer).
I know that not everyone believes in spirituality and whatnot but I'm not the only one who has noticed that when you enter my mom's ICU room, there is a strange feeling in the room. Someone is watching over my mother. I don't care if anyone thinks I'm crazy for that or not. I could give a sh!t less to be honest with you. I believe what I want to believe and it gives me comfort.
I know I'm thanking ya'll a whole lot but I'm going to keep on thanking ya'll for your love and support. And like
@Storyofmylife , I wish I could jump through the computer and hug each one of you guys <3
EDIT: I just got off of the phone with one of the ICU nurses. I gave my consent for an endoscope tomorrow. I don't know what time yet. I was told to call tomorrow morning to find out more details.