Don't ever take me here. Let me die first, then cremate me
I only chose this hospital as it was closer, nicer, newer. My mother's experiences were mixed. The last incident with my mom resulted in her death. On 10/6/2024 she’d been seen at St. Rose de Lima for mental issues; and dropped off at the door like a parcel less than 24 hours later. They did nothing for her. I was in the shower when the transport people came by. The hospital didn’t give them my contact information, her unit number for the townhome, or let them know she needed help up the stairs. On 10/9, she was hallucinating, some of the last videos and audio I have of her. As a result, I called de Lima and they said they had given her NOTHING for her mental issues. Not trusting them, I called for an ambulance and had my mom brought here. From 10/9 to 10/31, she was in their care. During that time, I have NO idea what she went through. I have no idea what they did to her. She went from talking to slurring words, to not knowing how to work her phone. As it turns out she had 1-2 strokes. Did they tell me? NO. I had to learn it from her. And, I’m not quite certain what else happened that she couldn’t verbalize. She literally told them it was okay to tell me. I was her primary caregiver, lived with her, and was her next of kin. The case manager didn’t mind calling me, and definitely wasn’t thrilled at my transportation issue. She didn’t mind excusing me of lying either. As my car had broken down in September – which I still can not afford to repair or replace – I wasn’t able to check on her as much as I wanted. At one point they had to put mittens on her because of some issues. Did they call me to calm her down? NO. Did they tell me? No. How did I find out? Created an account in her name to access the records, which I have in my possession. They kept moving her from room to room so she didn’t know where she was – and, again, didn’t tell me at all. They sent home a barely functioning vegetable on hospice and gave me no idea of how to care for her. She should’ve been in a hospice facility. I had no idea what functions she had or lost, even the hospice people were surprised I was kept in the dark. She died on 11/9. Here I was alone at night and discovered her cold, dead corpse. A note to first responders and anyone who finds me … don’t take me here.
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