just can't believe this...

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I just can't... this is too much. Too unfair. Too stinkin' WRONG !!!

Remember me telling you all about our neat patient who just got married a little over a week ago? Who's dad was our patient, too.. the "rooster man"? This young man who had come soooooo far.. from ornery to kind, funny, thoughtful, and sweet? Who surprised us all with his sheepish announcement about getting married ?

He's gone.

Dead.

Freakin' GONE !!!!! ForEVER !!!Nooooooooooooooooooooooooo !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! cry_2.gif

He came in for tx. this am as always... but he had gotten a bad respiratory infection along with 80% of our other patients the very next day after his wedding.. he brought in photos, and the next day his sweet wife came in and introduced herself, and we all fell in love with her.

But then all our patients got this "flu" (???) or wicked respiratory infection... we made everyone wear masks, ourselves include last week.. they were all hacking and coughing, chills, fever.. the works. One of our little ladies was hospitalized with pneumonia, many are still sick.. lung sounds are all horrible.

But -------- was one of the sickest. He went to two different docs.. was put on keflex.. no help... went back this week, did cxr, they decided bronchitis.. changed the abx, gave him phenergan as he'd not been able to keep ANYTHING down all week.. asked to be taken off the machine early twice as he could stand no more, he was so sick...

today was the first day he actuallysmiled and said he felt just a little better, but his color was still ashen. We urged him to get his butt up to urgent care this weekend if he did not improve or got worse. He said he would. He then wished us Happy New Year and a good weekend, and out the door he went. That was the last we would ever see of him... alive. EVER.

Shortly after lunch we got a phone call from the ER.. said they had one of our patients up there.. he had arrested.. but didn't make it.. came in DOA. Respiratory arrest.

We had to take turns leaving the floor to process the shock and grief.. we all cryed most of the afternoon. I just can't believe this.

The man never even had a honeymoon .. he got sick the very next day and was sick all through the holidays... he's not been married but a little over a week, for crying out loud !!! His poor wife is in Tenn. getting her things to move up here, so she awasn't even able to be with him as he drew his last breath !!! They have to call her there and tell her the horrible news !

Apparently (as we heard later) he went home and started having difficulty breathing... he called his mother thinking it might be good for her to stop by when she could.. but she doesn't drive or have a car. She must have had to wait and call another family member to leave work or something, but it was nearly two hours before she got over there... only to find him dead there in his little house.

You guys.. this hurts so bad. I'm still so in shock.

I really didn't even want to sit down at the computer tonight as I feared writing this would make it "real".. I'd have to accept it if it was "real".

But real it is. I can't deny it. I must accept it. But I still cannot believe it.

This will be one hard memorial service to attend... and we wouldn't think of not going. But to have to see his wife now... and all his sisters who loved him so much.. their "baby brother"...

his poor Momma who must be writhing in guilt and selfhatred right now... and at the very same place we said goodbye to his "ol' man", the "Rooster Man" only a couple years ago...

it's all too much. cry01.gif

This is the pits. The total stinkin' pits.

Sorry so long.

Thanx for letting me get it out. :o

{{{jnette}}}

My heart goes out to you and your fellow nurses that cared for him. How heartbreaking!

jnette-

stay well, it must be so hard dealing with the loss of a pt whom you have bonded with. Try to stay positive, tell the people you love the most how much you care about them....you never know.........

((hugs))

Specializes in LTC, CPR instructor, First aid instructor..

Jnette,

I know I joke a lot, but I truly am sorry to hear about you losing one of your favorites in such a shocking way. Those truly are the hardest kind to accept, and I do understand your pain.

I too have had similar experiences.

1. The young man who my youngest daughter was going to marry. I bonded with him immediately. He collapsed while sitting next to my daughter from a sudden death heart attack. They had just finished testing out in Tae Kwan Do, and were waiting for the rest of the class to finish when it happened. She caught him in her arms on his way down after he moaned her name. That was April 19th, the day before my oldest daughter's birthday. I would never ever wish something like that horrible experience on anyone ever. It took me three years to recover from that loss, and I don't believe my daughter ever did fully recover from it.

The entire story is written in "The Molded Lump of Clay."

My second experience was when an elementary student who I got very close to perished in a house fire on Veteran's Day in 1982.

My third experience was in the spring of 1994. Another student on another bus of mine who had Muscular Dystrophy also died in a house fire. Brian was his name. What an awesome boy he was! He fought his disease with all the strength he had in him, never wanting to give up by being placed in a wheelchair, he walked with his walker nearly every day when conditions permitted. He was a middle school student when he died.

Since I had to pass his burned down house four times every school day, that took a real toll on my emotions.

The morning after Brian died, I stopped my bus before approaching his house, and gave the students on my bus the gruesome news, and told them I was going to buy a sympathy card for everyone who wanted to, to sign, and was also setting out a collection jar for the family at two local post offices. When the tasks were completed, they were presented to the family.

((((((((((HUGS))))))))and a :kiss to you my dear friend.

Sincerely,

Fran:o

Oh Franny what you've just described would put me on my knees. (Crying unashamedly)

Specializes in midwifery, ophthalmics, general practice.

((((((((((((((jnette))))))))))))))))))))

sometimes God takes back the good people.

Karen:kiss

Specializes in LTC, CPR instructor, First aid instructor..

yes, WW. They did put me on my knees sobbing several times. And sometimes I even burst into tears whenever and wherever I was.

B ut I'm better now, and do hope I can live long enough to please my Laurel, Marie, Dave, and all their kids with lots of me yet. I know they would be absolutely devastated if I died now.

Fran

Specializes in LTC, ER, ICU,.

(((((jnette)))))

We won't let nothing happen to you Fran. Will we guys?

Specializes in Hemodialysis, Home Health.
Originally posted by warrior woman

We won't let nothing happen to you Fran. Will we guys?

We'd sure like to keep her around a good while...;) but we all know this is something we have NO control over.

Fran knows this best.

I'm sorry for your painful experiences, Fran. We're all exposed to them in some form or another... be they sooner or later.

But what is life without tears?

How do the flowers grow without the rain?

Jnette you are so wise. Your words have a profound effect upon those of us here. Have you ever considered writing a book? I'm serious. You have something special to share with the rest of the world. Please consider it.

Specializes in LTC, CPR instructor, First aid instructor..

Amen, my dear friend.

Fran

Specializes in Hemodialysis, Home Health.
Originally posted by warrior woman

Jnette you are so wise. Your words have a profound effect upon those of us here. Have you ever considered writing a book? I'm serious. You have something special to share with the rest of the world. Please consider it.

I appreciate the kind words.

To be truthful, I have been told since my teens that I should write.

But the time has not yet arrived. I know myself too well... if I were ever to start, I would not be able to stop the flow.

I would have to write at the expense of all else. I would not be able to divide my time.... I'd be one of those who would lock herself away and disregard food, sleep, etc. while everything inside me spilled out in endless streams of thought and feeling.

Someday perhaps. When I can no longer work and play, ...run, skip, and hula hoop.

Too many pogosticks still waiting to be hopped on, trampolines to be bounced on... mountains to ski down, oceans to swim, beaches to walk, seashells to find, and meadows to run through.

Nor am I ready to abandon my patients...

So... someday perhaps.

:)

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