I am just writing this to say sorry that I haven't been really paying much attention to the forum over the past few weeks. My mother died suddenly on the 12 November. She had been in hospital for a knee replacement and just a week later she died from a blood clot. There was no warning and she was doing so well getting to grips with the crutches etc and finally getting upstairs to the toilet unaided. She was bright and bubbly as normal when I spoke to her at 4.30pm but by 8pm she was gone. It was such a shock.
The coroner felt that there had been neglect by the hospital as she should have been in for 4-5 days whereas she had the operation on wednesday afternoon and was back at home saturday morning. They didn't send her home with any blood thinning tablets or elastic stockings and didn't tell her to be as mobile as possible. The hospital have said that had she been in their care still she would have been made to be up and about but as she had come home then it was her own responsibility to be mobile. My mum was 82 years old and recovering from surgery, I am sure that she was as active as she thought she should be, but I am sure that she would have thought she would need to keep her leg up and rest it to heal quickly. They said they didn't give her blood thinning tabs because she had high blood pressure.
The only thing that is good about her death is that it was relatively quick. She just said to my dad that she felt faint and then she collapsed. He ran next door to get a neighbour to help her up and she sat on the chair saying "oh and I was doing so well". They got the ambulance and worked on her all the way to the hospital but it was no good. The most cruel thing was that they took my dad into the room they were working on her and told him that he would have to tell them to stop working on her so they could call her death. How cruel is that to ask him to tell them to stop working on his wife. It doesn't happen that way in the TV programme Casualty. They always call the death and then go tell the relatives.
She also wasn't treated very well in the hospital when she had the operation. She was diabetic and she had asked for a drink of horlicks which she always had before going to bed. They said she couldn't have it as she was diabetic. She just told them not to put any sugar in then. Another time she had been sent some grapes and they saw her eating them and again told her she shouldn't be having them. When she said she could have them she heard one of the nurses say to the other as they walked away "well if she wants to kill herself let her kill herself." The accepted information nowadays that is sent out and I know because I have been on the diabetic course, is that you can have anything now as long as it is within a healthy food plan. Before she went in her diabetes was very well under control. She took her insulin and had ber bloods normally around 4-6. The GP sent a letter with her to say that mum was very capable of doing her own insulin but the hospital wouldn't let her and wouldn't give her enough insulin. When I took her bloods at home they were still right up at 26. she had never had it anywhere near those numbers. No wonder her body didn't like it.
It seems to have been a catalogue of errors from the start, but I am of the mind that no one goes before their time and I guess it was my mums time to go and she didn't linger. A friend told me that they had spoken of death quite recently and mum had said that when she went she wanted it to be just her and dad at home and for her to say to him "O Peter I don't feel so good" and then just go. I think she got what she wanted.
Her funeral was beautiful. It was a celebration of her life. She even sang at it herself and you don't see that often. She was a trained singer many years ago and a few years ago she made a tape with herself (she sang soprano) and my sister Beverley who is an alto singing three lovely songs, so partway through the funeral we played the tape of them singing Count your Blessings. It was really lovely. She had already planned who she wanted to speak at her funeral and they talked with such affection for her and the hymns she wanted played so it was quite easy to do. It was a lovely tribute to a lovely lady.