I couldn't be at the hospital today, so I left a note asking the weekend doc to call me and discuss the situation.
His mom went to visit him today and was there when the doc breezed in for rounds.
Instead of calling me, he had a chat with his mom and then got the heck out of there.
Here is her version of what the doc (not even his regular neuro, just the weekend guy) said:
"Oh, he likely has brain damage from oxygen deprivation. It only takes a couple of minutes. Don't worry though, they'll take care of all of that in rehab because he will grow new nerve endings. They are giving him the best antibiotics there are!"
She was laughing when she told me this on the phone because my husband had just stuck his finger in his eye. There was a whole mess of family there today and they just think things are hunky-dorry now because 'rehab will fix all of that . . . '
"Oh look, he's yawning . . . how cute it that! The tech said he smiled when she suctioned him! Well, he's just so much better today!" (at 10:00 AM the nurse had told me 'no change')
I'm not laughing . . .
I am so furious at this doctor I can't even speak, let me count the ways:
1. Not returning my call and having that breezy discussion with me first.
2. Making a hallway diagnosis when they haven't even seen the latest round of tests (ie - the EEG)
3. Having that conversation with his mother without talking to me first.
4. Making potential hypoxic brain damage into nothing more than a nanny-nanny-boo-boo that just needs a band-aid.
5. Not having a discussion with me about how this oxygen deprivation might have occurred since he has been intubated and/or trached since 24 hours after his fall.
6. Making the first time I hear about this 'diagnosis' be when I talk to his mother while she is at his bedside.
Yes, I know phenomenal things, including miracles, can happen in rehab. I pray 100 times a day that this is what happens. I also know that according to the articles I've read his current condition meets the criteria from a persistent vegetative state and after 3 days of that up to 75% of patients don't make any significant recovery of function. That drops off even more if the patient is older than 25. My husband is 48.
I've been trying to prepare his mom for just how serious this situation may be so that if things work out we can be thankful, but if things don't work out that there isn't a lot of 'but the doctor said everything would be all right!!!'
I have to work again tomorrow, but I am leaving a message for his primary physician that I had damn well better get a phone call. If not, my visit on Tuesday won't be quite as pleasant as they have been.
Think I'm overreacting?????
This post has been edited by reallynewatthis: 13 December 2009 - 11:51 PM

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