You Won't Believe this Update.

First, I want to thank everyone who so kindly and thoughtfully offered me support yesterday when I truly thought I would collapse from pain over my husband's situation. I believe you all carried me through to today. Thank you again so much. Here's what happened today. My husband made it through the night. When I arrived at the hospital this morning the first thing I did was look at his foot. It had turned pink and healthy again!! Yesterday when he was admitted, the surgeon of this large, prestigious hospital called me within half an hour of admittance. He told me that my husbands blackish purple foot was from a blood clot, that this ONLY EVER GETS WORSE and I had 2 options: amputate the foot immediately or leave it alone and drug him heavily for pain. He told me these powerful drugs would probably end his life. I told him NO to the amputation on my 78 yr old husband in late stage Alzheimer's. He asked me several different ways if I was sure of this, and I repeated yes. Another doctor there had him on Heparin (blood thinner) and somehow it worked. The surgeon had already inked a surgical line and incision locations on my husband's ankle! THEN, I asked if they had given my husband water or an Ensure. The nurse said "no, he's scheduled for a colonoscopy" !! I told her to immediately cancel this procedure. I had already begun to lose it after the wrong prognosis from the surgeon, and this was the frosting on the cake. No one could tell me why my husband had been scheduled for the procedure. They had posted on his white board that he was to have NO food or water because of the colonoscopy. I immediately went to the head nurse and asked for water and an Ensure and for her to get those directions off the white board. They brought the water after about 20 minutes but no Ensure. The nurse told me she ordered it and she would give it to him. I waited half an hour then went home and got some bottles of Ensure, brought them back to the hospital and my husband gobbled them up. The nurse still had not delivered any Ensure. My husband kept asking for more water, he was clearly dehydrated. I explained all this to our Hospice nurse via texts who has been a Godsend and he could not believe it or the photos I sent him of my husband's foot or the white board. He worked behind the scenes to determine if my husband was stable and to return him to the Hospice ward downstairs. I know he will be taken care of there. I am sorry this is so long, but it slammed home to me the absolute need to stay with your loved one in the hospital as much as possible and take a very proactive stance in their protocol. You never know what terrible accident might occur! I had heard endless stories like mine from others over the last few years, but I did not know how bad the whole hospital situation is. The incompetence is overwhelming. Again, thank you for all your support. It has meant everything to me.