Sep 18 2018

Coming to terms with a terminal prognosis, Topics, Caring for someone with a terminal illness, Dying – bereavement, People s Experiences, what is a terminal illness.#What #is #a #terminal #illness

Caring for someone with a terminal illness

  • Overview
  • Becoming a carer
    • Coming to terms with a terminal prognosis
    • Helping with personal care
    • Other caring roles
    • Juggling caring with other aspects of life
    • Support for the carer
    • Finding information
  • External help with caring
    • Seeking help with care
    • Care in hospitals, hospices and care homes
    • Professional care at home
    • Home adaptations, equipment supply and transport
    • Advice for professionals
  • Impacts of caring
    • Changing roles and relationships
    • Impact of being a carer
    • Impact of caring and terminal illness on family and friends
    • How carers use and feel about having time off (respite)
    • Ways of coping and finding solace
    • Financial Issues
    • Messages to other carers
  • End of life
    • Planning for deterioration and death
    • Thoughts about the place of death
    • The death itself
    • Practical things after death
    • Bereavement and grieving

What is a terminal illness

Coming to terms with a terminal prognosis

So the following week he was supposed to see the GP anyway and that morning he was going to work at the bowls club so he drove down and I drove down too. I walked down to meet him afterwards and I got in the car with him and, my husband was the sort of person who could drive anything anywhere. We got in the car. We came out of the bowl’s club, bowl’s club car park and he turned the wrong way, which really threw him. Going round a roundabout, to sort himself out, he nearly hit the gate post. We, eventually, we got to the, we were near the complex where the doctors is and we missed that turning so he turned into the station car park, once again, narrowly missing the entrance. We came back along the road to the mini-roundabout and if I hadn’t shouted he would have hit the person on the left hand side, who fair enough, should have slowed down, but wasn’t giving way. When we got into the car park for the doctors, which is part of the shopping centre next to Halfords there were no spaces so he parked on the zig zags, where which is used for the ambulances and fire engines and I said, “Darling, you can’t park there.” I said, “I tell you what, go in a disabled space and I’ll keep an eye out.” So he pulled into the middle of two disabled spaces and he parked diagonally across them and couldn’t see anything wrong with the way he’d parked.

And then, eventually, he got transferred to a regional hospital, where he was treated, and that was the first time, and this so this is this is three and a half weeks after I brought him home and almost a week since he’d been in hospital, we eventually, get told that he’s got leukaemia.

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