Went to hospital 6 weeks ago with gallstones, now only weeks to live…
My mum (55) had trouble from January this year with pain in her stomach, had multiple blood tests and stool samples from January through to March, had an ultrasound early March and confirmed she had gallstones. The pain still came and went, along with sickness and fatigue, but we had an answer, or so we thought.
April 27th rolled around and she was incredibly unwell, couldn’t lift her head, very weak, had been sick for a few days, couldn’t eat, couldn’t sleep etc. She refused to go to a&e over something as silly as gallstones in her words, I knew something was up, so I phone out out of hours doctor service. The doctor suspected she may have pancreatitis from gallstones getting stuck and possible infection and she needed to go to a&e immediately. They red flagged an ambulance and it was at her house within the hour. I followed in my car to a&e, we waited for 8 hours, she was in agony. They did a chest CT while in a&e and then began administering IV fluids, antibiotics and paracetamol. She got admitted to a ward, I went home to get showered and have a quick nap after sitting all night, content she was in the ward waiting on being given a time to get her gallbladder removed.
I arrived back at the hospital several hours later. They had sent a consultant to the ward not long after I left to tell her they found stage 4 colorectal cancer, a mass in her colon with metastases to the liver and one 2mm nodule in her lung.
She was discharged a few days later. No plan. No information. No further conversation about diagnosis or what it meant. Only a liver biopsy taken with no results provided, they were due to be back a few days later and she would get a phone call, it never came.
She had been admitted a couple of weeks after that for pain again and then admitted once more a week and a half ago for the same thing, only this time she was jaundice. They suspected a gallstone blocking her bile duct.
More scans and blood tests this time round, blocked bile duct in the liver causing the jaundice. Was told if she had a drain fitted she could start chemo as it kept being put off due to hospital admissions over the 5 weeks prior. She had the drain fitted and was told her jaundice levels were dropping. All seemed okay, had the syringe driver fitted with morphine to manage pain but not for end of life comfort.
On Monday, an oncologist finally came to talk to her about her treatment plan. She told us they were not prepared to give any treatment and she only has a few weeks to a couple of months left to live. She will go home to die or go to the hospice. No explanation as to how we got to this point exactly, we were in shock so didn’t ask questions. The next day, I asked to see her scans and results and reports etc. They knew weeks ago and gave her false hope that she could still have treatment, no one told us the prognosis. The mass in her liver doubled in size within 2 weeks to nearly 10cm.
I’m angry. I’m sad. I’m confused. How did we get here? She had gallstones 6 weeks ago now she’s actively dying?
I don’t know what I need. Solidarity? To vent? Advice?
I’m sorry we’re all in this subreddit, I have read a lot of your stories, I thought they’d give me hope over the last few weeks and they did, but now I’m lost.
I’m an only child, divorced parents, tiny family circle, I have a 2 year old.
What am I going to do? How do I support her? What should I expect?