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The Holidays with Lydia

319834176_72e539770a_mThe facility where she is in hospice had a holiday party for all the residents. Initially, we hadn’t planned to go, but one of her caregivers the Sunday before encouraged us to come, so we reversed our RSVP in time and went.

It was the best family gathering we had had since the hospital right after she got out of the ICU in March. She was a little agitated at first, but after one of the caregivers took her to the restroom past the waiting crowd, she settled down and was able to enjoy the dinner and dessert.

We were able to observe in the dining hall how good the caregivers were with everyone. Truly a difficult job, but they were caring, helpful and showed genuine, cheerful attitudes, even with difficult residents.

We were so glad that her caregiver encouraged us to come. She said the family dinner event was nice. The truth is, it was more than that. Way more.

We are so grateful that she’s with these caregivers.

Caregiving is a very difficult job, but these people are able to figure out how to handle so many unique situations, they are the unsung heroes in the medical field. In the past year, we’ve seen some apathetic caregivers, openly hostile caregivers who need to be doing something else for a living, and a few good ones.

This place she’s in now has many good caregivers, and we were able to see them in action with a huge room of tables filled with people and their families. Not all are sick like Lyda–most are in the assisted living section–but you could see their attitudes with everyone, and they weren’t faking it.

This past year has been a difficult one for our entire family, but especially for Lydia. It was good to see her get to enjoy herself a little like she used to, and to have a nice dinner with her family. I think that was a huge relief for our parents, too, to see her calm, and to be a little more like what she was before this illness started hurting her so much.

Thanks for everyone’s support this year.

Heroes: Big Thank You to Two of Lydia’s Doctors

This March, when Lydia was in the hospital, she had a seizure and ended up in the ICU. Mom called me while I was finishing something up, so I came home to go with them to the hospital, an hour-plus drive away from them during Southern California rush hour. When we got there, inexplicably, they were taking in all the medical information again, even though she’d been on the same floor, a hallway and a half away. I was shocked and asked them if they wanted me to go get her file from around the corner. No. So, I said I wanted to talk with the ICU doctor who’d seen her. And I think the ICU staff was shocked that I insisted on speaking to the doctor. I admit I pretty much yelled at him because after about 2 hours of not knowing if she was going to live, I was a more than a little freaked out. And then he looked at her records while we were on the phone and said, “That’s not the way we’re supposed to treat people.” He took an active interest in learning about FTD, helped by connecting us to resources we would have no idea existed, forwarded information on the illness to me that when I sent it to my mom, she commented, “Wow, it’s like he’s treating us as through we’re peers.” Who is this hero? Dr. Tim Stacy

This hospital also had another hero, who met Lydia a few days before this ICU event: her current hospice doctor. When I asked the hospital for a hospice evaluation, they had this doctor evaluate her. When she called me, she said Lydia was a hospice patient. I said was it because of the FTD? She said “Yes, FTD is always a hospice diagnosis, because patients will not get better.” I asked her if she’d ever treated patients with FTD, and she had: 4 in her own medical practice, and 2 prior to Lydia who came to her as hospice patients. As far as I am concerned, she’s the doctor who has had, by far, the most experience dealing with patients in my sister’s situation of any doctor she’d seen before or since. Although she was finally diagnosed after 30 months of searching for what the problem was, AFTER she’d gotten on Social Security Disability (too late for the compassionate allowance), the diagnosing doctors said talk to the local neurologist, and her other doctors didn’t cross pollinate, so she fell through the cracks in a way, until June, when this doctor helped us get her out of a terrible situation and under her own care. Who is this hero? Dr. Alina Lopo

Thank you both, from all of us.