As I write this I am not feeling too good. For the last hour or so I have been having doubts and feeling emotions I cannot describe and it all stems from the fact I am primary carer for my Mum and she is PEG fed.
Up until now, I have accepted this task and performed it dutifully but recently I read something that got me thinking. A fellow member Michelle @Mich-mm has been sharing her feelings about having a PEG and how she feels dehumanised, and so now I am wondering what my Mum might be thinking or feeling.
Everyday whether she likes it or not, she gets food, water or medication pumped into her tummy (or on her case the Jejunum) whether she likes it or not. I was told by a nurse that each time I do this, I must inform Mum what I am doing and why and effectively seek permission to pump the food, water or medication as technically this is an invasive action. Whilst I have been doing this religiously, I am not sure if she has ever acknowledged the same and granted the permission, but by the fact I have told her, it is deemed acceptable. And until now, it is something I have accepted I must do and so I have not had any feelings of guilt or discomfort. But not any more. For the past two or three hours, I just canât get this out of my head.
I do these things in the belief that this is what she would have wanted, but how do I know? What if it is not something she wants? Does she even know what is happening?
I know there have been occasions when I have been giving her her food or water she has shown signs of discomfort and to be fair I have on those occasions stopped, but even that left me feeling bad because i was depriving her of her food or water. I have even brought it up in conversation with my siblings and Mumâs dietician and comparing it to the practice of force feeding ducks or geese through a process called gavage. At times I have felt this is what I have been doing especially recently when she went through that terrible spell when her stomach lining had been damaged through long term use of Asprin.
So who is the real robot? Mum or me?
This is not a good feeling and something I donât recall ever feeling before. Is self doubt creeping in? Itâs true, right now I am coming out of what might have been the most difficult month or two possibly in my whole life and so I might be emotionally charged, but even knowing that doesnât help especially when I myself âam forcedâ to pump medicines into her tummy that I am certain she herself would not be taking. That is the saddest part of all.
No doubt, being a robot, this is a temporary blip and I will carry on regardless and know âI am doing the right think, or acting in her (Mumâs) best interestâ.
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