The day before she died, they finally gave her a drip like that.
Her regular doctor didn’t even find the cancer - 3 weeks before she died, she went to a walk-in clinic for the pain, beause she couldn’t get in to see her doctor. That’s who figured it out. When we saw the oncologist, her doctor sent over a sheet with her name on it, but MY FATHER’S medical history and medications. It was a cluster-F from the word go.
Good Lord. *sigh* Getting sick is so scary. Getting older just scares the bejesus outta me. I literally can not get medical insurance, too many pre’s in my history. I’m so sorry you all had to go through all that. Would you accept a virtual hug?