Agree. No conventional treatment for me. If something else works, fine. Otherwise, let me go.
All the years of “What if?”s
What if we had said no? What if we had ignored the instructions? What if?
But that was only my own objection. Mom trusted the drs and thought she was supposed to do whatever they recommended. And she did.
By the time my brother was tortured to death by oncologists, I knew it didn’t matter. He would die by their hands. He and his wife also believed there was only one choice. She had already buried one husband after cancer treatment and never even considered the elephant in the room.
As an imported medic to Australia, I am astounded by the 'drive to keep alive' here. It's almost that we sustain folks in order to extend their suffering when all hope of a cure has gone. It's not just chemo, but surgical interventions, antibiotics, IV feeding and much more. I'm not sure of the motivation, fear of death and fear of recrimination and a misguided sense of 'doing the right thing'
Anyway, I feel for you and commend you for the care of your mum, you being there was the best medicine of all and I have some insight into how much you gave ...
40 years ago my cousin died a miserable death with ovarian cancer. She wanted to be allowed to die, but the drs wouldn’t let her. At one point she told everyone goodbye because she was scheduled for another surgery she didn’t want and planned to die in surgery. She did, and they brought her back! When she woke up, in pain and barely alive, she was furious. Why couldn’t they just let her go? They said that they had to do everything they could to save her.
It’s a racket. A criminal racket. Money and power, and no concern for suffering
"We could only know what we had experienced. What might have happened, had we chosen differently, was left to the imagination."
This is true no matter what decision you make in life. All we have is the moment we are in ❤️
Agree. No conventional treatment for me. If something else works, fine. Otherwise, let me go.
All the years of “What if?”s
What if we had said no? What if we had ignored the instructions? What if?
But that was only my own objection. Mom trusted the drs and thought she was supposed to do whatever they recommended. And she did.
By the time my brother was tortured to death by oncologists, I knew it didn’t matter. He would die by their hands. He and his wife also believed there was only one choice. She had already buried one husband after cancer treatment and never even considered the elephant in the room.
God forgive me for my thoughts
We have been led to believe that there is only one options. We are led to believe that people who believe in natural medicine are odd and unrealistic.
It is now obvious, however, that those of us who are on the fringe are doing better, health-wise.
As an imported medic to Australia, I am astounded by the 'drive to keep alive' here. It's almost that we sustain folks in order to extend their suffering when all hope of a cure has gone. It's not just chemo, but surgical interventions, antibiotics, IV feeding and much more. I'm not sure of the motivation, fear of death and fear of recrimination and a misguided sense of 'doing the right thing'
Anyway, I feel for you and commend you for the care of your mum, you being there was the best medicine of all and I have some insight into how much you gave ...
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40 years ago my cousin died a miserable death with ovarian cancer. She wanted to be allowed to die, but the drs wouldn’t let her. At one point she told everyone goodbye because she was scheduled for another surgery she didn’t want and planned to die in surgery. She did, and they brought her back! When she woke up, in pain and barely alive, she was furious. Why couldn’t they just let her go? They said that they had to do everything they could to save her.
It’s a racket. A criminal racket. Money and power, and no concern for suffering
Our pain equals their profit.
I am so sorry about your cousin.
After reading yesterday’s post, I wondered if you had decided what you would do, and here it is.
They say you don’t know until you’re faced with it yourself, but after seeing my friend go through it, my mind was made up. Never.
And he lived!
He was in his 50’s, very strong and fit.
It started with a lump in his neck.
Intense chemo & radiation.
On the verge of death so many times.
When he was pronounced cancer-free, the doctor said,
“Anthony, I’ve treated thousands of patients, but I will never forget you. I can’t believe it. I was sure I would kill you.”
As God is my witness, that’s what he said.
I am so thankful for you incredible honesty & compassion, Kristi! Your mom & you & your journey together are gifts to us all! 💞