I am leaving the
questions Molly posed below that I am responding to in general.
Who knows what I would
really do if I found myself in such a situation? But let me share some general thoughts
that I have had on quality-of-life issues in recent weeks.
Part of this stems from
my reading about the Terri Schiavo case, the
--Conversations on LIM
about abortion. I have long had
terribly mixed feelings about this subject. I am not going to re-state them here.
--My own struggles with
the recognition of my mortality, revolving mainly around my case of thyroid cancer
and being an older mother of younger children.
--My husband’s
description of his mother’s death from pancreatic cancer at age 49.
--My religious beliefs.
I guess what I see as my
true “home” will be what I call “after death.” This existence now is a transition, from
where I was before (if anywhere?) to what I will become (I believe that to be
something, but even if it’s wormfood, that’s
OK). To reach that point I must
experience the freefall of human existence, which matures me into the being I
will be. I’m not saying that’s
the reason for it happening. I am
just describing a process.
To end suffering or cut
it short may not be in the best interest of the bearer. Many people who die a lingering death
report a journey of emotional growth during that time. Certainly the people around the dying
make such a journey.
Unfortunately, I’ve
just been called to a meeting, so I can’t amplify much more right
now. I guess I just want to say
that we cannot really know the mysteries, benefits and detriments of the
transition from “life” and “death” until we experience
them ourselves.
I think for me I would
lean toward trying to love and care for such a child the best way I could.
Diane Fitzsimmons
-----Original Message-----
From: Molly Williams
[mailto:[email protected]]
Sent: Monday, January 12, 2004
8:23 PM
To: [email protected]
Subject: Re: [LessIsMore] Re:
suffering
Why do "the innocent" suffer, either at the hands of others or at the
hand of "nature"? ("the innocent" could be all of us, none
of us, or some of us, depending on your beliefs)
Is it right that a toddler should live a life that's very physically painful
and then die a painful death?
Would it be more loving for parents
to abort a child if they know he has a fatal genetic disease, to prevent his
future suffering?
Would it be more loving to euthanise the child at some point (say, when he's
having 20 seizures per day) than to let him die slowly/naturally, to prevent further
suffering?
Is the child necessarily suffering?
If dying and death aren't something to avoid, why do many of us try all our
lives to avoid both? Why do we seem to have a survival instinct?