I lied...a story of how I outright LIED to patient's family.

The time I lied...to my patient's family. I hope it makes me a good nurse and helped the family, because it made me sad as hell.... Sometimes as nurses we need to blur the lines. Sometimes we deal with things that erode our soul, and only other nurses will ever understand the things we have to deal with, the things we have to internalize and go on. Nurses Announcements Archive Article

I got the call on the EMS radio around 5 am. This is the usual time we get calls from EMS responding to nursing homes- The nurses are rounding on their patients to give am meds, and they find their residents dead or in distress. An 87 yo female, febrile, and in severe respiratory distress coming in. Pt is a DNR, but family is very involved, is aware, and will meet them in the ER.

I'm alerted that family is in the waiting room before the patient even gets there. I go out and introduce myself, tell them I will be her nurse, and that I will bring them back as soon as I get her settled in the room.

EMS arrives, and carefully transfers their frail burden onto one of my stretchers. You can see the relief on their faces, that they got her here and are able to hand her off before she dies on their watch. I'm now the proud owner of one very ill person. Temp 102+, Respiratory rate 14 and irregular. HR 50's, sat 84% on NRB, I don't need my Littmann to hear the rhonchi- Other hx is advanced dementia, DM, CHF. Has been in the nursing home for about 6 months- her husband had taken care of her at home as long as he could, but it finally got too much for him to manage, as he was also dealing with his own health problems at the age of 92.

I got her settled, and the Doc comes in- I give him the pertinent info- Not a whole lot we can do at this point other than make her comfortable and treat the infection. Chances are poor that she will make it, and we both know it. Doc moves on to deal with people he can help, leaving me in control of this mess.

I bring her visitors in, including her only daughter in her 60's, and several close friends of the family. I get them settled in and TRY explain to them what is going on. They don't get how bad off she is- I try to explain it to them in soft terms- They share with me who she is- a wife, a mother, a friend.I learn her husband is frail and elderly. I strongly suggest that if he is able, that he come. The daughter tells me she is going to leave to go get Dad. I explain that mom could go at any moment, each gasp she takes could be her last. I don't want them to have to deal with the idea that she died without ANY of her family around. But I REALLY wanted her husband there. The daughter calls her husband, who is dispatched to go get him dressed and here.

In this age of technology, we can keep up with a lot of things. I'm updated that son in law is at dad's house, he's getting him dressed, getting him loaded in the car with the wheelchair. I'm watching my patient brady down, 50's, 40's 30's....The monitor is alarming, and my pt.'s daughter sees it. Husband lands in the parking lot, and the son in law is getting him loaded in his wheelchair.

Then she died, no resps, asystole on the monitor. The daughter asks me- "Is she gone?"

"Not yet" I told her her- I gave her some silly answer- the monitor isn't picking up anything because she is so sick. I mute the alarms, turning the monitor away so she can't see the flat line.. I send 2 of my male coworkers to go out and GRAB the husband, RUN him in.

He arrives, looking a bit baffled at the whirlwind of men running out to snatch him out of his van and deliver him to trauma room 3.

I kneel down and introduce myself. I told him. "I'm sorry, but your girl is dying." He looks at me without comprehension. I took his hand, and joined it with his dead wife's. I told him "Your wife is dying right now- tell her you are here, tell her you love her- these are the last things you will be able to tell her....Tell her it's OK to go-"

He grasped her hand and brought it to his temple. "I love you baby....it's OK to go, I'm here."

I waited a minute and placed my stethoscope to her chest, made a big deal pronouncing her time of death as just then.

I lied- she died without her husband.... but that is something they will never know, but I will live with forever. I know I helped the living, but damn, holding this stuff inside hurts. I tried to explain it to my husband when I got home. He didn't get it. This is something I carry inside.

I know my fellow nurses will understand. Thanks for letting me vent and get this out.

I work in assisted living and had a patient who was on hospice. I called his family in the am and told them to hurry and come see him because he wasn't doing well. I informed all the staff to say good bye. I was in the room holding his hand and talking to him when he took his last breath. Less than one minute later while checking for a heartbeat his family walked in. They knew he was gone without me saying anything. I wish they had that last chance to say goodbye to their father.

I would not want to be lied to . I think it is horrifying and disgraceful to be lied to anytime.

I am a hospice nurse and I completely understand. Your story tugs at the heartstrings of all nurses as we have all been there in some way and completely understand.

From a nursing standpoint, I want to say Thank You for what you did for that family. You let them have peace of mind in thinking that "Daddy" was there. I believe you did exactly the right thing!

Specializes in Emergency Department.

Gosh , brought tears to my eyes, and we all have experienced these tears. Please know you did more for that family than you will ever know and I think you are awesome and have a beautiful gift as a Nurse.

Specializes in Obs & gynae theatres.

You did the right thing. The family were your priority when your patient had died.

On a similar vein, I was with a close family member when they died (it was expected). When her daughter arrived, I told her it was a peaceful death. It wasn't. Knowing this will not help her daughter, so I keep it to myself.

Yeah, I live with that, too. As a palliative nurse for over 15 years, I know very well that there are times when that little lie can be better considered as a little compassion.

Specializes in Oncology.

I just graduated from nursing school in May and went to work on an inpatient oncology/renal dialysis floor. A lot of the comfort care patients in our facility are transferred to our floor, especially when coming out of either ICU or SCCU. I quickly learned that the needs of the families were often more important than the care we provide our patients. In this situation, I would not have done anything different. In one case, the patient passed away before family could get to the hospital and approval was gotten from the nursing supervisor to keep the patient in his room until the daughter was able to get on a flight and get to the hospital 6 hours later. It was a small thing for us to keep the patient in his bed so the daughter got to say goodbye in the hospital rather than in the funeral home, however for that daughter, it meant the world.

I've been where you were and done exactly the same. You did the right thing. The guilt we feel over telling a lie is balanced out by the family believing they were with their dying relative at the moment of death. We can't be faulted for that.

You may have lied, but not with malicious intent. There is a difference. I do believe that your patient appreciated your intent and actions, as would her family and as I do both as a nurse and human being. Technically it is a lie, but a beautiful one. A kind and compassionate one that neither hurt nor harmed anyone. Be kind to yourself. You did more good with this lie than you would have with the truth.

I myself thinks she did the right thing. I would have done the same thing. Good for you.

And, I cried. Thank you. What you did was care for your patient and your patient's family by showing compassion and caring at the end of a life. What a blessing you are to our field!