The Last Couple Days...

Yesterday before going to the Continuous Care Unit at St. Johns I prayed that God would help me to control my temper. (That I would not have a psycho moment seems to always happen when Mom goes somewhere new.) I have little tolerance for someone who does not regard the proper care of my loved ones. This is how the devil tries to get to me IF I allow it.

Mom had only been there for less than 3 hours and I was having it out with the head nurse.
Guess I had better back tract a little and explain...

Not long after I got there I was getting Mom comfortable. After being there a while I finally met her nurse. I moved out of the way to let her work. She was getting ready to take blood. This was not a good thing because my Mom has tiny rolling veins and is never easy to stick. It gets very frustrating after they have poked and stuck her till she has bruises all up and down her arms. This is very painful for her. I remember once they had to get the life flight guy to come in and do it after 3 or 4 people had tried unsuccessfully. Anyway this is not what set me off...sorry got side tracked.

I stepped behind the nurse and my Mom started coughing/choking and the nurse just stood there and didn't attempt to suction her out. I got mad and probably said this in not too nice of tone "Well if you are not going to do anything I will!" When I finished the nurse had left the room. Where had she gone? Hmmmm... yes she went to complain to the head nurse.
Next thing I know the head nurse is in the room telling me (not very nicely) that it is against their rules and the law for me to suction out my Mom. Well I was seeing red. I told her I didn't care about their rules that if my Mom was choking I was not going to just stand there and do nothing. She said well you are suppose to get her nurse and let her do it. I told her nurse was standing right there and she did nothing. I told her that my Mom had been in this condition since 2007 and I had been trained at St. Francis in what to do. We went round and round for a while and it pretty much ended in me telling her yes you told me your rules but I will do what I have to do if my Mom is in distress. I told her now look this is your Mom would you just stand there? She agreed she would not. I am sure I am not her favorite family member of her patients. I am tired of hearing them brag about they have the best care than anyone. Talk does not cut it with me. Actions speak louder than words. Show me!


Today:
I was feeling down after going to see my Mom this afternoon. I am certain she will never get the care we expect. No one takes care of your loved one like your family. It is all the little things... that I will not go into. Then I spoke with the wound nurse and she was negative. I really dislike it when someone is like that. She said that it did not look good and that when your nutrition is bad like that it doesn't get better. We will keep trying. My response was that is what you do to keep trying and God will do the healing. No response from her of course.

Tonight I dropped the girls off a High School game night and then went up to the hospital to visit with Mom. She was still down at the end of the hall and had not been moved to the room next to the nurses station which is a private room. I am trusting God this will happen during the night.
I know in my heart that God is in control of this and I only trust him. I believe in my heart that the healing is there. You can not trust what you see or what you hear from the medical staff. God said in his word if we ask ANYTHING in the name of Jesus we would receive it. So I am waiting and trusting God for the healing to manifest it self. The wound nurse is not going to heal this. The doctors or surgeons are not going to heal this. GOD IS! Thank you for healing in the name of Jesus!