I hadn't realized the loss of your sister was so recent, Leo, not that the passage of time truly matters. I'm truly sorry. We've reached that age where these matters can no longer be held at bay, try, and hope, as we might. Honestly, I never thought I'd see over fifty, it seemed so far away in my youth. Now I'm thinking of old age, and seeing, sometimes feeling, the reality of it. Reading glasses. A larger TV so I can make out the subtitles of the international films I do enjoy. Subtle aches and stiffness from just living. So much to ponder. All of us.Obvious Leo wrote:My wife has worked for most of her professional life in the field of palliative care, although in recent years mostly as an educator, so the issues surrounding this question are very familiar to me. They are not simple issues and some of the "one size fits all" opinions which are touted in the public debate reflect both a want of sensitivity as well as a blatant lack of medical knowledge in the wider community when it comes to matters of terminal illness.Arditezza wrote:I am a Palliative Care Nurse
My sister died only a few months ago and my wife and I both travelled overseas to spend the last couple of weeks of her life with her. This was done at her request and we both regarded it as a signature privilege to share this final experience with her. This may sound somewhat macabre to many people but to us it was a most beautiful and natural thing to do and an experience I shall treasure for the rest of my life because for the past 40 years we had only ever got together a few times a year for perhaps a few days at a time. Elly was very ill but she was in full command of her capable mind and held no fears about her impending end. Although I indulged in some private moments of grief through this period it was mostly a time of joy and celebration when we were able to share in the exultation of an honourable life which had been meaningfully lived.
Elly believed in god but she regarded this faith as a strictly personal matter and she was not a particularly religious person. She never once considered ending her own life before its natural conclusion but she was perfectly sympathetic to the idea that others in such a situation should have every right to do so and that her god would not judge them harshly for such a choice. However she did say that had she chosen this option it would absolutely have to have been an act that she undertook herself alone and not one which she could ask any other person to participate in. This was her personal ethic and I both understood it and respected her for it but I also shared her opinion that one's personal ethics in such matters cannot be conflated with a social or legal policy. There are simply some aspects of the human journey where the law has no authority to intrude and as a humanist I regard the right to die with dignity as every much a human right as the right to live with dignity.
I held her hand as she took her last breath. I asked the god I stopped believing in at the age of 14 to take her into his heart and I didn't feel like a hypocrite for doing so because this was her business and none of mine.
Stand strong, Dalek.
I'll be okay, though I find myself thinking of my brother, and wishing he was here, that I could talk to someone on my wavelength. I'm more concerned for my sister, who was closest to my father. I know she's not dealing well, though she puts up a front. So much pressure on her. Thankfully, we meet with the worker at two, tomorrow. And other finalities are arranged.