Right now, my 90 year old father is in hospice care. He is in bed, lying on his back. He can move his arms and legs somewhat, but not with any usefulness. He can’t do more with his fingers than grasp your hand if you offer it. He can sometimes enunciate clearly enough so that my stepmother can understand what he’s saying, but usually not. He’s trapped within himself. We know he’s periodically in pain - or at least was, when he could still talk better. At any rate, the only thing that will end his pain and imprisonment within his failing body is death.
I don’t know whether he would want to short-cut the process of dying. But dammit, it should have been an option, one that he could have elected or rejected.
At a recent visit, as I was leaving, I said, “hang in there, Dad.” And almost immediately, as I was walking out the door of his room, I thought: hang in there? To what end? There’s no “hang in there, things are going to get better,” because in this life, at least, they aren’t. Things will only get worse until his body finally gives out completely.
If one must persevere under these circumstances, there’s no benefit, nothing to be gained, through perseverance. So why persevere? Why not have the right and the opportunity to say, “fuck it, I’m skipping this last part of the road. Gimme that pill, and I’m outa here” ?
Because if I find myself in a similar situation in 30 years’ time, that’s damn sure what I’ll want to do. Having seen the last weeks of a number of elderly relatives now, I’m not nearly so afraid of death itself as I am of having to live through the endgame where one is helpless even to communicate.
My father may have another few months ahead of clinging to life. Or he may only have a couple of weeks. I pray that it’s the latter. He’s had a long and good and largely happy life, and it’s hard to see that this is adding anything meaningful to it. I go to see him because he’s still in there, and he needs those of us who love him at this time more than ever. But I pray that this doesn’t go on much longer. It shouldn’t have to, and he should have been able to choose for it not to if that was his choice.