Do I have to use medicine to put someone out of my misery?
(asking for a friend)
This "
death cocktail" may have been a mixture of analgesics, not something
causing death, although the "
she would have died anyway" is code for "
I killed," hiding behind the guise of "
in my speculative opinion she would have died in a week." The larger reality is 1) 94 years old is very old and 2) modern medicine prolongs people's lives well beyond any normal where treatment is lacking. In the past, high cholesterol or triglycerides has contributed to the death of many an old person. Give a person a statin and extend their life long enough for degenerative neuropathy to set ( a potential side-effect of long-term statin usage) and then prescribe medication to treat the symptom-turned-diagnosis and call it a life-saving measure. Add some pain killers a week before they die, and it's called mercy.
All rhetoric aside, the point is the entire debate exists in a skewed context.
If no medical care is provided most of us would be dead long before we will die. My father-in-law had a barely functional heart, but implanted pacemaker and defibrillator saved his life on multiple occasions when he would have otherwise died. He dropped me off at my office one time so I could retrieve my laptop, and when I returned to the car, he was convulsing due to the defibrillator firing. Without those devices I'd have returned to a corpse. Years later, when he caught COVID-19, his condition rapidly deteriorated and analgesics were prescribed to make him "
comfortable." The opiates likely hastened his demise.... but, man, did he feel good going
.
My mom is 90 and she can't remember what happened ten minutes ago. She's always been willing to aggress verbally, but now she's downright ornery; so bad it's hard to find any care takers. They won't admit it, but I can probably find a dozen caretakers (and a few family members) who think the world would be a better place without her. Afterall, she's not going to remember. I'm 65 and I ache all over most of the time. I make audible noise when I move. If I focus on that I say, "
Put me out of my misery. Here I come, Jesus! Let's get that glorified body thing started!"
But if I look a lifetime of changes others' lives for the better knowing I may have another decade or two to do more of
that, then I'm putting on my britches and leaving an empty gown on the gurney. I'll take the aches and pain, thank you.
But then again, cancer is not ravaging my insides, my pancreas isn't shutting down, my colon is still intact, and I don't have defibrillator repeatedly shocking me. I was raised in the country and when the dog got sick a bullet was used. I put my favorite dog, Tulio, down two years ago, at the vets and it was quiet and peaceful. I felt sad
. Never felt that way about any other pet (dog or otherwise). Maybe I should have shot him, spared myself the grief, and taken comfort I had..... put him out of both our misery.
The paradox of Christianity is that Jesus committed suicide, and his Father hastened his demise
. That does not mean we have license to do likewise
. So, I'm inclined to say none of us know the answer; we just have opinions and all of them are biased and circumstantial.
This seems to be a common process. (We both found it troubling.)
Before doctors existed, there were shamans and priests. They've been "
making people feel comfortable" for millennia. They simply did so without first-world ethics prompting debate.