Shh… don't tell anyone I'm poor. They all think I'm living frugal and green just like everyone these days. This is a blog about a senior citizen living a frugal life, on a fixed income, in a low income food desert, and passing along knowledge from lessons learned. Some she learned from her Grandma Mama many years ago and some learned only a few days ago.
Diabetes and poverty had wrecked havoc on my teeth. Within a year my teeth went from semi-healthy to broken and decayed. Dental care is not covered by medicare and I didn’t have the funds to go to a dentist regularly. Now its too late.
Last Monday I had all my top teeth removed. There was nothing left to be saved. I was scheduled to have the bottom ones removed too but I had a reaction and a resulting panic attack before the dentist could start on the bottom. It was a horrible experience. I’m scheduled to get the rest pulled tomorrow. Thank goodness I won’t have to go through that experience ever again after tomorrow is over.
On Tuesday my mother was found unresponsive with a very low blood pressure, a temperature of 84 and barely breathing. She was sent to the hospital where she was put in a warming blanket and given medication to bring up her blood pressure. By Thursday she was doing much better but apparently couldn’t eat. Well yeah. She’s just gone through hell and you want her to have a healthy appetite?
I don’t believe the hospital has any experience with feeding almost bed ridden patients. The doctor wanted to put a feeding tube in her but she couldn’t tolerate the anesthesia so they had to stop the procedure. Next they wanted to put a tube down her nose but I said no. I know my mother would have pulled it out the first chance she got.
So the doctor recommends putting her on palliative care…. again. This means no medication and no food until she dies. Basically its to starve her to death. So she’s been sent back to the nursing home to wait to die. Well heck, isn’t that what nursing homes do? Care for those who are too sick to care for themselves until the end comes.
My mother has been through this same thing twice before and done just fine after getting her medically stable and back to her normal routine. When I saw her last night she was alert, talking, and seemed to be fine again. I came home to get some sleep and make phone calls. And get myself ready for the dentist tomorrow.
I don’t know how things will be over the next several days so I’m taking a blogging break. I really don’t want to have the pressure to post something or to answer comments when so much is happening.