I'm torn on this
My grandad brought me up
He lived through ww1 and fought in ww2
He was the most intelligent man I've ever met
He was also the only person to show me love in my childhood
He mopped up my tears,he taught me to read,write and draw,he taught me right from wrong,he showed me how to cook,clean,gave me my love of art and english literature and im the person i am today because of him-he was my whole world
When I was just shy of 13,he developed dementia
He went into a home and I had to watch him die (it wasnt explained to me that he would die-i thought he'd get better and was only there as a temporary fix)
He literally rotted-the man I loved wasn't there anymore,he was a stranger sat in that bloody chair
I last saw him laid on a bed,wired up to machines that where keeping him alive-he was just skin and bones
(I'm 100% that he hung on for me,to let me say our goodbyes before he went-if I'd known that was going to be the last time I ever saw him,I would have never let go)
Watching him decline was horrendous-if I'd known he wasn't going to get better,I would have pulled that plug myself-not because I don't love him,but because I do
I lost him at 13 and he died when I was 14-i lost him that tiny bit more every single day
In principle,I agree with allowing the terminally Ill to slip away with dignity,but I don't think it will happen in practice
There will be too many loopholes,rules not followed,corners cut and greedy relatives wanting their inheritances now and not eaten away in care home fees
My friend works in a care home and so many family members never bother with the person until there's money involved
It's a hard one and there is no perfect one-size-fits-all
But I hope that if he's up there watching over me,he understands that I would have pulled that damn plug out of sheer love and not because I wanted him to die