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I was looking forward to my brother's wedding He looked better that evening when we visited him on the coronary care
unit, and, as I was on call the next day, we said our goodbyes and went
home. At 10 30 pm the consultant cardiologist telephoned me: "Your
grandfather has had a myocardial infarction, and now he is in
cardiogenic shock with renal failure." As the only medic in the
family, I was asked for my opinion on further management. No, I did not
think that, at 83 years old, he should be resuscitated if he arrested,
but should he have a central line and inotropes? I wavered Sudden death, whatever the patient's age, is always difficult to cope
with. But what gave me and my family the most comfort was the fact that
he did it his way London
at
last he was settling down, and it was a chance to see my family,
including my grandfather. It was a bright, sunny September morning, but Grandad did not look right
a bit pale and short of breath. After a few
puffs of his glyceryl trinitrate spray, however, he felt better. The
ceremony went without a hitch, but I sat next to Grandad to make sure
he was all right. Then the photographs were taken
everyone was happy
and laughing, and Grandad was back to his normal ebullient self. We
walked up the slope to the car park when he almost collapsed and had to
be supported by my husband and a friend of my brother. We gave him an
aspirin and more glyceryl trinitrate while we waited for the ambulance
to arrive.
I knew it
was probably hopeless, but I wanted him to live and I felt guilty that
I had not realised what was going on earlier. Then it occurred to
me
what did my grandfather want? He was always a man to know his own
mind. He had not been asked, but when the consultant explained it all
to him he chose to be left alone
he died two hours later.
and I believe he knew he was dying that day anyway.
When making decisions in these situations, we often shy away from
asking the patients directly what their wishes are for fear of
distressing them and because it is difficult for us
instead, we place
the onus on their family. However, I now believe that, if possible, we
should talk to the patients rather than their relatives, who will be
grateful in the long term.
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