They wanted to turn her life support off, they said she was not responding. Because she had been on life support to long, two weeks was supposed to be the maximum. She was on it nearly 2 months; they done a brain scan and told us she had only 15% left. I told them no, she is responding to us (family) I even had 8 witnesses, two of them were nurses.
The doctor said they could not get an accurate reading, because they would have to completely take her off her pain medicines, they couldn’t, because every time they tried she would crash, they could not even lay her back or she would crash. I told them she is not a dog, she is a human, and she is responding.
Everyday when I went to the hospital, a nurse would walk in and tell me she was very sick. I heard this everyday. I guess they were trying to prepare me. That is how bad her lungs were. We, the family, were called in several times, but she pulled through. They would say I don’t know what happened, but she is okay now. They wanted to do a trachea, but they couldn’t lay her back to do it or she would crash. They bothered her husband everyday asking him to sign a DNR form, and he would not do it because he was afraid as soon as he signed it, something would surely happen then. They said if she does make it, she would be on the ventilator for the rest of her life.
Her lungs were stiff, they said they look like honeycombs.
I was with her all the way, I loved her so much, if she had of come to me, I could have got her help.
February 12, 8:00 visiting hours, I was there. I noticed things were not right. Her oxygen level was in the 60’s and that was not good, her face and neck was red, she was not getting enough oxygen, the machine was doing all it could do. She had two tubes in her chest to drain fluids. When she first went in she had 13 IV bags hanging above her bed, you could just touch her skin and it would leave your finger impressions on her. She had pitting edema. I noticed her blood pressure kept dropping down, one time I looked and it was 65/13.
They had brought an x-ray machine in there and said she had pneumonia again.
I was holding her hand and watching her monitor. It had the word alarm on it, and it had numbers beside of it, it was counting down. The alarm went off when it got down to 0. The nurses and doctors come running in, and told us to step outside the door.
On my way out the door I looked back and I seen her heart go to 290 beats per minute.
