"Dead Parent Envy".
Someone included this phrase in a post on this Board two or three years ago, and it stuck out to me then, and has stuck with me since. My DF, now in his mid 90s, started showing the first signs of dementia almost 12 years ago now, diagnosed about 7 years ago, and has been in a nursing home for 3 years - immobile, doubly incontinent, unable to speak or express himself in any way other than groaning or crying out, and biting his own hand and the hands of others who try to soothe him. It is the most indescribably miserable of existences, and there is no sign of it coming to an end. He was briefly on end-of-life care over a year ago, and has plateaued since. DM has POA, and he gets his flu and covid vaccines, and antibiotics every time he shows any signs of infection.
Every time DM puts on a sad face and tells me about another resident, or indeed any elderly person, who has died, my response is "Hurray!" They've escaped!
And what makes it even more difficult for me is that my work frequently brings me into contact with the bereaved and dying, as well as individuals who've been diagnosed with serious, and terminal illnesses. I express sympathy and concern, am supportive and caring, but inside, I find myself thinking, "An aggressive cancer? A truly horrible, but mercifully short illness? That is wonderful!" (Edited to add - these are people in their late 70s into their 90s. It's obviously different is it's a young person)
That's awful, isn't it? To think that way.
But then, who wants to linger in pain and distress? We all would rather die at a respectably old age, still mentally and physically healthy, still ourselves.
I have a friend who's always surprised, in a "it shouldn't be this way" kind of a way when he hears of someone who died suddenly. "I saw him/her just the other day, and they were fine. Just back from holiday/climbing a mountain etc." He can't understand it when I say, "That's great!" (It's obviously sad and a shock for those left behind, I'm not taking away from that). My point being that if you don't get to die when still living well, what's the alternative? Would he only find death acceptable if it's preceded by a period of frailty and poor health? And why does he think that's somehow better or more acceptable?
Sorry - I've gone on a bit. This seems to be constantly on my mind.