My DF had a neuro degenerative condition, similar to Lewys body dementia. It was like it a very rapidly deteriorating Parkinson’s. Within 5 yrs he became “locked in” despite my step mother claiming that he had no idea what was going on, as his daughters we knew that he was far more aware than she thought. She’d only known him a couple of years before his symptoms started.
His memory and awareness were far better than she realised, I could go into depth but suffice to say she was the classic evil, gold digging SM. None of us have heard from her since the day of DF’s funeral.
Anyway, I had a difficult pregnancy and was not able to travel to see him until after DH was born, but throughout my pregnancy he would ask my DSis how I was doing. My SM never contacted me or relayed any information to him, by this stage he was in a nursing home. What little language he had left he made it clear to DSis that his memory was not a problem, just his ability to communicate.
Once he had met my DS, a very emotional visit, and after we had got Christmas out of the way, he started to refuse food and drink. It was obvious he’d had enough, he’d waited to meet his newest grand child. Without the ability to communicate his only way out was to starve himself. It was an incredibly painful and difficult thing to do, not helped by the fact that physically he was very healthy, no underlying health problems.
Effectively he took his own life. I’m quite certain that if assisted dying had been available and with a LPOA in place we could have made his decision much more humane.
We understood his decision to refuse food but the young GP charged with his care was very resistant to the idea that we should respect his choice. All he wanted to do was have him hospitalised and basically force feed him via a feeding tube.
Much as I respect the profession, both my DSisters and I are in related professions, modern medicine has lost site of death as a treatment option. Everyone deserves choice and a good death, and life, is one of them.
Someone we know was dragged through the courts after they arranged to help their DC to commit suicide via assisted dying abroad. DC had had a catastrophic spinal injury playing the sport they loved and was left tetraplegic, ( Christopher Reeve level) they were early 20s and although happy, they just didn’t want to carry on. Having seen my DH’s cousin navigate life with a similar injury, it is definitely a life less lived. DS’s cousin held onto the hope that medicine would come up with a “” “cure” for the first few years, he was 19 when his accident happened, early on his friends took him out, visited regularly and he did enjoy life. But as the years went on they all got on with life, leaving DS’s cousin still perpetually 20. His level of spinal injury meant he could do nothing for himself. Depression set in and for the last 20 yrs he just sat unable to live life. He died last year, 57, his depression had isolated him from the world, he had refused to “join in” years ago but had to “live it out” because no one was prepared to let him die. The young man we all knew and loved died over 20 years ago leaving just the shell to just exist.
With spinal injuries I think that saving the life is essential because we don’t know what the outcome will be initially, but after a few years there should be an opt out clause. Most people only see a fraction of what a quadriplegic/tetraplegic goes through on a day to day basis. It really depends on the level of the injury, some are able to live a fulfilling independent life with some adjustments but one level up and they are unable to do the simplest of tasks without massive input from family and carers. It destroys not just the life of the patient but that of their family. Some people cope well but many don’t.
After experiencing severe disabilities within immediate and close family I welcome the right to assisted dying. Hard as it is to lose a loved one, watching them struggling with just the simple acts of living is harder.
We should all have that conversation and put in place LPOA early on. You can change your mind but having lived it I know that I wouldn’t change my mind.
Death should be normalised again.