God give me strength, another evening of countless phone calls, text messages and stress.
We visited MIL this morning to find her crying with pain, she has painkillers at 6 am and at 9am the staff roll her to and fro to change her sheets. This causes her a great deal of pain yet she isn't given any more pain relief when she asked for it because the staff are too busy making beds.
I found a member of the nursing staff and queried this, she told me that MIL couldn't have any more pain relief in case she becomes addicted.
She's fecking dying, she has about 10 days to live, what does it matter if she becomes addicted!
I wandered around until I found the registrar who was on his rounds, I explained the situation to him and he immediately wrote her up for increased pain relief.
There may be a bed available early next week in the hospice for MIL, I sincerely hope so.
It now seems that FIL is getting more and more confused and sometimes forgets to pass on important information regarding MIL.
So hubby and BIL 4 have been updating each other and other extended family members so that everyone knows what's going on.
FIL now thinks we are talking about him behind his back.
We asked if he wanted a lift to see MIL and he replied 'Your services are no longer required'.