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I started a thread here recently I'm worried about my mom - she broke her hip.😢
Sadly—even though it looked like she was recovering well after surgery and everything was going to be fine—she didn't make it through this injury.
She died from an embolism, the same day she was discharged from the Mayo Clinic.😢
I wouldn't even be posting this on the forum if I actually believed her death was unavoidable or that the doctors couldn't have done anything.
Instead, as the days go by, I'm more and more convinced that the doctors at the Trauma center made some seriously inexplicable mistakes.😢
The night before she was supposed to be discharged, she took a turn for the worse, despite feeling great for days. She called me at 7 PM—it was hard for her to even talk—saying she felt terrible, was struggling to breathe, and had chest pains.
I called the hospital and spoke with the head nurse (the doctor was busy), and I got a promise that they’d check her out and do whatever was necessary if something was wrong.
During rounds, they basically ignored her, even though she personally told the doctor she couldn't breathe. He just told her she had to be sent home because everything looked fine from a surgical standpoint, and she should see her primary doctor for anything else. He either didn't know or didn't want to suspect an embolism. 👎
To top it off, when I called back, they told me—straight up lies, probably—that they’d examined her carefully, checked her bloodwork, and that everything was fine.
They dropped her off at home around 11:30 AM. She was incredibly pale, short of breath at the slightest movement, and dehydrated since she couldn't drink anything due to nausea...
Despite everything, she tried to believe what they told her—that everything was okay and she was just excited to go home. I tried to believe it too for a bit, but after an hour and a half, I ran out of patience and called 911. They took her blood pressure, which was 90/40, and rushed her to Johns Hopkins Hospital.
At Johns Hopkins, they started IVs and began running tests everywhere... chest X-rays, lung scans... they found the embolism.
They put her in ICU, gave her oxygen, and started clot-busting meds, but her heart just couldn't take the strain... she passed away before the medication could even kick in...
An internist at Johns Hopkins told me they could have helped her if the people at the Trauma center had recognized what was happening. He also mentioned that what looked like post-op pneumonia was likely her first embolic event.
The Trauma center didn't even do a follow-up chest X-ray, even though the first (and only) scan showed shadows on her lungs—the results weren't even clear.
I keep blaming myself for being naive and trusting the doctors; I didn't ask if they'd ruled out an embolism because I just assumed that's something you always look for first. I didn't want to act like a "know-it-all" since I'm not a medical professional.
It would be easier if I could just believe this tragic outcome was unavoidable.
But when I think about how they sent her home while she was in a state requiring intensive care—after being warned—I just can't stomach that.
Sadly—even though it looked like she was recovering well after surgery and everything was going to be fine—she didn't make it through this injury.
She died from an embolism, the same day she was discharged from the Mayo Clinic.😢
I wouldn't even be posting this on the forum if I actually believed her death was unavoidable or that the doctors couldn't have done anything.
Instead, as the days go by, I'm more and more convinced that the doctors at the Trauma center made some seriously inexplicable mistakes.😢
The night before she was supposed to be discharged, she took a turn for the worse, despite feeling great for days. She called me at 7 PM—it was hard for her to even talk—saying she felt terrible, was struggling to breathe, and had chest pains.
I called the hospital and spoke with the head nurse (the doctor was busy), and I got a promise that they’d check her out and do whatever was necessary if something was wrong.
During rounds, they basically ignored her, even though she personally told the doctor she couldn't breathe. He just told her she had to be sent home because everything looked fine from a surgical standpoint, and she should see her primary doctor for anything else. He either didn't know or didn't want to suspect an embolism. 👎
To top it off, when I called back, they told me—straight up lies, probably—that they’d examined her carefully, checked her bloodwork, and that everything was fine.
They dropped her off at home around 11:30 AM. She was incredibly pale, short of breath at the slightest movement, and dehydrated since she couldn't drink anything due to nausea...
Despite everything, she tried to believe what they told her—that everything was okay and she was just excited to go home. I tried to believe it too for a bit, but after an hour and a half, I ran out of patience and called 911. They took her blood pressure, which was 90/40, and rushed her to Johns Hopkins Hospital.
At Johns Hopkins, they started IVs and began running tests everywhere... chest X-rays, lung scans... they found the embolism.
They put her in ICU, gave her oxygen, and started clot-busting meds, but her heart just couldn't take the strain... she passed away before the medication could even kick in...
An internist at Johns Hopkins told me they could have helped her if the people at the Trauma center had recognized what was happening. He also mentioned that what looked like post-op pneumonia was likely her first embolic event.
The Trauma center didn't even do a follow-up chest X-ray, even though the first (and only) scan showed shadows on her lungs—the results weren't even clear.
I keep blaming myself for being naive and trusting the doctors; I didn't ask if they'd ruled out an embolism because I just assumed that's something you always look for first. I didn't want to act like a "know-it-all" since I'm not a medical professional.
It would be easier if I could just believe this tragic outcome was unavoidable.
But when I think about how they sent her home while she was in a state requiring intensive care—after being warned—I just can't stomach that.