Post by PookaWitch on Oct 2, 2009 9:48:27 GMT -5
I didn't want to bring down the thread, but I do want people to realise what a hard time we're having on this side of the screen, so I'm typing it up in the forums. I would appreciate it if the down mood of this is kept off of the PI home thread though please. We usually try to keep our PI thread as a happy place, but we do have a forum where more serious things can be said.
I had put the note on the Pi thread that my mother-in-law (Mr. Pooka's mother) had passed right after a surgery, but that's not really the whole story. She wasn't sick, she didn't need this surgery, and things had gone horribly wrong.
When Jen gets an idea in her head you can't talk her out of it, so even though some people were telling her that they didn't like the idea of her having this surgery she wouldn't listen, and wouldn't have listened to anybody. Honestly, I think that if a doctor told her that it couldn't be done she would have just gone to another one. She was stubbron like that. So there was no way of talking her out of this.
It was a cosmetic surgery, a gastric bypass. Basically the surgery where they mess around with your stomach and intestines so that you eat less and loose weight rapidly.
The surgery seemed to have gone over fine except that she was complaining about pain, which we were told was normal. She was released from the hospital, but since the surgery was being done in Toronto (about a day's drive from home) she had to stay at a motel in town for about a week afterwards. The pain had gotten so bad that she went back to the hospital, but they turned her away saying that it was nothing. She got worse and worse, and started to vomit up blood and finally they took her back in, and she died shortly after.
The coroner looked into things and apparently the doctor did the surgery wrong!! I don't know the exact details of what he screwed up but it wasn't just a 'tried my best' accident, it was completely messed up. She was killed by gross negligence.
We didn't expect this, we didn't have any idea that we would loose her while she was still in her 50s. We didn't even get a chance to say goodbye to her before she left for her surgery. Then to discover that she was killed because the doctor did the surgery all wrong, and that even when she went back to the hospital they ignored her... it's unbelievable. The SHOULD have done something when she went back to the hospital, they SHOULD have looked into it.
This will take awhile to get over, again I can't express how close we were, she lived literally a block away from us and we spent a lot of time together. We used to go camping, to drumming circles, pow wows and native ceremonies together. Whenever there was a problem she was here in a second to help out, and we would go out for coffee just to shoot the breeze.
Gods, I'm going to miss her so very much, I don't know how long this will take to get over. And we may even have some serious lawsuits to deal with afterwards over this horrid malpractice which will just drag the pain out even longer.
I feel so sorry for Pat's Nan, she's now lost two daughters in a decade, both to different doctors messing up. Pat's aunt Pam died in her 30s from cancer, and when she kept going to her doctor about the pain and sickness he would turn her away saying that it was nothing... for three years. When they finally discovered that she had cancer the (other) doctors said that if she was diagnosed three years earlier the chemo would have had a chance of saving her (not much, but still a chance).
They're holding the funeral in the city we used to live in, which was near where she had the surgery, so we're driving south and staying there for a few days before returning home for more memorial services.
I had put the note on the Pi thread that my mother-in-law (Mr. Pooka's mother) had passed right after a surgery, but that's not really the whole story. She wasn't sick, she didn't need this surgery, and things had gone horribly wrong.
When Jen gets an idea in her head you can't talk her out of it, so even though some people were telling her that they didn't like the idea of her having this surgery she wouldn't listen, and wouldn't have listened to anybody. Honestly, I think that if a doctor told her that it couldn't be done she would have just gone to another one. She was stubbron like that. So there was no way of talking her out of this.
It was a cosmetic surgery, a gastric bypass. Basically the surgery where they mess around with your stomach and intestines so that you eat less and loose weight rapidly.
The surgery seemed to have gone over fine except that she was complaining about pain, which we were told was normal. She was released from the hospital, but since the surgery was being done in Toronto (about a day's drive from home) she had to stay at a motel in town for about a week afterwards. The pain had gotten so bad that she went back to the hospital, but they turned her away saying that it was nothing. She got worse and worse, and started to vomit up blood and finally they took her back in, and she died shortly after.
The coroner looked into things and apparently the doctor did the surgery wrong!! I don't know the exact details of what he screwed up but it wasn't just a 'tried my best' accident, it was completely messed up. She was killed by gross negligence.
We didn't expect this, we didn't have any idea that we would loose her while she was still in her 50s. We didn't even get a chance to say goodbye to her before she left for her surgery. Then to discover that she was killed because the doctor did the surgery all wrong, and that even when she went back to the hospital they ignored her... it's unbelievable. The SHOULD have done something when she went back to the hospital, they SHOULD have looked into it.
This will take awhile to get over, again I can't express how close we were, she lived literally a block away from us and we spent a lot of time together. We used to go camping, to drumming circles, pow wows and native ceremonies together. Whenever there was a problem she was here in a second to help out, and we would go out for coffee just to shoot the breeze.
Gods, I'm going to miss her so very much, I don't know how long this will take to get over. And we may even have some serious lawsuits to deal with afterwards over this horrid malpractice which will just drag the pain out even longer.
I feel so sorry for Pat's Nan, she's now lost two daughters in a decade, both to different doctors messing up. Pat's aunt Pam died in her 30s from cancer, and when she kept going to her doctor about the pain and sickness he would turn her away saying that it was nothing... for three years. When they finally discovered that she had cancer the (other) doctors said that if she was diagnosed three years earlier the chemo would have had a chance of saving her (not much, but still a chance).
They're holding the funeral in the city we used to live in, which was near where she had the surgery, so we're driving south and staying there for a few days before returning home for more memorial services.