People are talking about death. Not since Doctor Kavorkian was in the news have I heard so much chatter about assisted suicide.
Why now?
A young woman with brain cancer moves to Oregon so she can die with dignity, on her terms, with her loved ones around her. Rest in peace, we say, but die slowly, painfully, as God would want you to die.
An elderly client told me she had another heart attack and said, "No I didn't go to the hospital. If I die I'm going to live til I die. I'm not dying in a hospital bed. "
I overheard a conversation by a man in his 50s talking about how, if he lives to be 75, will not seek medical attention after reaching that age. He sees no purpose and will let nature take its course.
Maybe we are turning against the trend to live as long as possible at all costs. Regardless of quality of life. Regardless of happiness. Health. Fullfillment. Satisfaction. Just keep breathing. At all costs. In spite of pain. Artificial means are okay. Just keep breathing.
Maybe pillowtime is becoming fashionable. This gives me hope.
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