If someone was suffering a terminal illness I think it is their right to determine whether they wish to suffer the illness or die. if someone wished to end their life because life is too hard or they are depressed etc...I couldn't support it.
Eitherway, though I support one and not the other I myself cannot help take a life...
nor me Moe, but I can understand those who wants to end an endless long painful suffer,maybe with help.
My colleague Mikael is 46, dying in ALS, he knows that in some few months he will die, he won´t be able to breath anylonger. All muscles die, one after the other, some days he tells he wants to end the hell he is going through, some days he is just the playful old friend.
I think so much about Mikaels family and the year they have passed through....tough heavy thoughts, and scary for his children.
I dont know who is judging a human to the worst sinner if he/she decide it not worth to live longer.
Its sad for the near family and friends to see that kind of decision, but we must respect others wishes of their own life.
If I will be in a situation where a human takes that decision and want to die (from a very bad illness and to prevent the last days with pain for himself and the nearst), I dont know how I will retroact.
Probably I will do that :/ if its a person that I deeply love.
well I am talking about someone as Mikael, who will suffer the last weeks in life without being able to lift any muscle at all, he can´t in any way commit suicide by his own.
So let us say he asks for help? Some refuse, he turns to someone else in pure pain....is it the best for his family to see a person having this suffer as a memory or is there other help that can make it easier. Of course they can put him on morphine medicine, then he won´t be able to speak with his family at all the last weeks. What do do??
When I went through medicine school, I made practice in a home with elder humans.
They asked me if I was scared for death, my reply was YES of course!!
They asked me then, if I wanted to see how beautiful an older human can die. If I wanted to spend the last 6 hours in someones life..?
I took the decision, told I wanted to be by this lovely 95 years old lady.
We went to her room. It was put in darkness. 3 red roses was put by those who worked there, on the side table, you know what 3 roses means; "I love you" Candles was lightening everywhere, the smell of the roses was wonderful, the lady layed on her bed, and a priest was by her side. She got the last preach from the priest and she smiled.
Another lady who worked there had to end her working hours and I took her place, sat beside the lady, with one of the staff beside me. I took the lady's hand, she looked at me, smiles, she SMILED to me, grab my hand even harder, and told; now I am in peace, now I am ready. 2 hours went, I saw the roses the bible, all candles, the lady that had crossed her hands in a pray on her chest and suddenly she looked up, she saw something, smiled in the most beautiful ways, and took her last breath!
I will never ever forget her and what I saw and what I smelled.
During the practise I was on duty with 2 further elder that died, I asked the staff if I could be all alone with the last lady, they agreed, and I was all alone with her. I went through all the cermony with candles, roses, priest and everything and after that ( I was 16) I have never been in fear for death.
I saw how beautiful they left this earth. I also followed te man that took care of the bodies, he drove them to a freezing room, His ceremony was just as beautiful as when they died.
He told me, they have now left to God, my duty is to to their bodies ready for their last sleep ever, and it is just as beautiful as you have witness.
And it was! He also used roses, not 3, there was over 15! He had brought their nicest clothes, he changed them so they wear those, he put something that glowed in their faces. Then he put some make up on the white faces, they looked more alive than before death. Then he laid the lady in the chest that was looking so soft inside. She was now ready to be barred. His job was done, except to drive her to the last ceremony.
These 3 humans I witnessed will forever stay in my heart. Death was nut a suffer for neither of them.
But for Mikael, it is a hell of a suffer. A real hell in his own mind and body. I care so much for him, to see him now when muscle by muscle dies... I can´t describe it, it is too painful. I think a lot about his family.