We were with her
24 hours a day 7 days a week. Talking to her, playing music,
praying, letting her smell of her favorite things, we even recorded
her children talking and playing. We put headphones on her every day
hoping that if she heard her children that would bring her out of
the coma. It was during this time that the doctors began talking
about nursing home placement. They had pretty much given up hope and
exhausted every measure medicine had to offer. One day I was at her
beside with my back to the door, I was begging her to wake up. I
told her they had given up on her and that she had to wake up and
prove them wrong. I also told her I was worried about our dad he was
having chest pain.
Our dad has had
7 heart attacks and sherry is the only one of 5 children that lives
close to our parents. She has always been very protective of him. I
just knew if she was worried about dad she would come around. I
didn’t know there was a physician standing at the door listening to
my conversation. He waited till I finished and called me out of the
room he told me “ for your own sanity and that of your families you
must accept things for what they are.
It has been over 3 months and nothing has changed. The damage that
has been done is permanent. This is as good as it is going to get.
What you see is what you get. She can probably hear you beg her to
open her eyes or squeeze your hand but the signals cannot get
through, not today, tomorrow or ever. The sooner you guys accept
this and move on the better it will be for everyone involved. The
nursing home is your best option. She isn’t a candidate for
rehabilitation because there is nothing to rehabilitate”. I walked
away in horror, the thought that she could hear us beg her to open
her eyes, or that she could hear her children beg her to wake up and
couldn’t do anything about it was unbearable. I prayed for God to
just take her home or tell us what to do.
I couldn’t the thought that she was literally trapped in her own
body. I had to leave that day to go back to work and on my way home
I passed the nursing home they were pushing us to put her in. I
decided to stop and look around. I went in with a huge chip on my
shoulder trying to find some thing negative to say, it was a very
clean, very friendly atmosphere. The best looking nursing home I had
ever been in. when I got home I began researching rehabilitation
centers and found that she needed to be in one that had a
certification of CARF.
This was a
certification that represented high standard of care and they had to
rehabilitate a certain percentage to maintain that certification.
The only one I could find was brooks and it was in jax. Florida. I
called my mom that night and told her about the nursing home. I told
her I thought it was a good nursing home but I agreed with her,
sherry would never recover if she were in the nursing home.
She would just give up. I told her to stick to her guns and demand
she go to a rehab center and that we wanted brooks. They finally
realized we weren’t taking no for answer and sent a representative
from brooks to evaluate her. They never came in the room they just
read her chart and she was denied. We told the doctors we expected
them to come in her room and examine her themselves. We didn’t want
them to base their facts on what the doctors had written because as
far as they were concerned sherry was as good as dead 2 months ago.
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