I know my problems aren’t as severe as many other people on this forum but I was just hoping to get some advice or support.
I’m 20 years old and I live with my mum who has lymphodema. Her legs used to be dressed at her gp surgery 3x a week until she got sepsis. How the nurses didn’t realise they were infected, I don’t know. She was in the ICU for 2 weeks, needed dialysis, and then was in the hospital in other wards for 3 more weeks. After she got out of hospital, her mobility was significantly diminished and she needed a lot of support.
While the hospital discharged her with a care plan in which a carer would visit every morning and evening, I still had to do everything in between and I’ve been having to do all the housework since before this all happened as well. After the care plan finished, all the caring responsibilities fell onto me and it was really difficult but she made a lot of progress and we had gotten to a point where she didn’t need much support anymore.
Unfortunately, despite looking like they were close to being healed, her legs became infected with MRSA about 4 months ago, and it feels like the NHS isn’t really doing anything about it. She’s been on a preventative antibiotic since the sepsis, but they also tried her on a bunch of different antibiotics to the point where they didn’t want to try anymore for fear or antibiotic resistance. Online, it says the standard for MRSA is to administer them intravenously, which both my mum and her gp mentioned to the hospital on countless occasions, and yet they never tried it. Since then, they’ve done nothing to treat the infection apart from keeping her on the original antibiotic and giving her a special shower gel (which has been and gone long ago).
Her legs are weeping around a litre of liquid everyday, meaning I’m having to change her dressings at least twice a day and her gp surgery will only dress them twice a week (less than before?). The district nurses refuse to get involved because she can still drive, but her mobility is decreasing day by day due to the excruciating pain (they’ve prescribed her morphine). The pain is so severe that she can’t have one of her legs in bed because anything touching it is unbearable; it’s been detrimental to her sleep and has even got to the point where she can no longer shower. It’s becoming incredibly stressful because it feels like they’ve left her care, which I feel is complex and needs specialised help, up to me. I feel completely out of my depth, like I can’t help her and that no one wants or cares to help either of us. And having to dress her legs as she winces and wails is just so hard to do as her daughter. It’s really getting her down and it’s horrible to watch it happen.
I’m constantly brought back to the thought of what would happen if I wasn’t there? I feel like I can’t do anything with my life because who will care for her if not me? It’s kind of depressing because I haven’t been able to do anything since I left school. I messed up my a levels due to severe burnout and I needed a break after school (I suspect I may be autistic) so I didn’t make any plans. But during that break, my mum got ill and it’s just been a saga since then. I basically have no friends, my sister is an addict currently relapsing and unable to help, my mum’s mum is an elderly amputee with brain cancer, and I just don’t know what to do anymore. My life and my mum’s life have become so unfulfilling and it doesn’t matter which professionals we plead to, they say they can’t do anything to help. I can’t stop thinking about the fact that this is a symptom of over a decade of poor NHS management and therefore won’t improve anytime soon and it’s so depressing that this is the standard now. I live near one of the best hospitals in the country and this is the standard of care?
Another thing that I forgot to add, I can’t get carers allowance either because when I tried to apply it said that if I’m granted it the person I’m caring for could lose certain benefits or tax exemptions. My mum is exempt from paying council tax due to her bipolar and wouldn’t be able to support me and would struggle to support herself if not for that fact.