It seems strange to others that this is the stumbling block
Not the security situation ever fragile
Not the financial situation so divided
Not the systems or lack thereof
No
The concept of secrecy being the best medicine
The deeply engrained concept that knowledge leads to loss of hope
That if only loved ones are kept in the dark they will not give up
And that in their ignorance hope remains alive
The vast majority of my medical career has been practiced where the reverse is hammered into our brains
We attend courses on how to do it
We observe seniors
And are observed and signed off before being let loose on patients alone
Autonomy is the goal
Knowledge is the only way to consent
Consent the only route to treatment
And only if discussed openly can wishes become the whole team's aims
I was the one who explained the scan to my mother
I was the one who translated medical jargon into steps and durations
"You can tell me, I will not break down don't worry" she told the consultant on the phone informing her that nothing could be done
We had four weeks
We all dropped everything and moved in
We screamed, shouted, cursed and cried
There were nights of truths never previously spoken
And our relationship with each other will never be the same again
But
As she lay on her bed with two daughters curled up on the ground on either side of her bed
She whispered "time to sleep girl"
And there is peace in knowing we knew she knew we were there because we wanted to be
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