maybemaybenot
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DG: Having worked in oncology and hospice for many years, and having personal loved ones leave this life from it, I'm having trouble thinking up a case that fits your question. I'm being sincere, not a smart ass, but what defines some one as yellow bellied, quitter or less than noble ? I'm not sure what you are looking for. Do you mean people who chose not to fight it and just let nature take it's course ? Do you mean people who were shaking and crying in fear on their deathbed ? Like wandersalone, I don't percieve people who refuse treatment as cowardly or any less noble than say Farrah Fawcett. Matter of fact, I'm kind of the opposite. I may take some flack for this and I mean no offense to anyone who has a loved one who " fought til the end ", but I see Farrah Fawcett as a bit cowardly. I respect her decision and would have supported it, but in my reality: if you are taking treatment and the disease is clearly winning and you are reduced to breathing and pooping, unable to participate any further than that in life, I percieve continuing "failing treatment" as " cowardly " < my own words would be: letting fear override decisions > I love life and want to live as much of it as I can for as long as I can, but when they day comes that my life is no longer enjoyable and I am hating what I have to do to sustain my existance here on earth, I want to say " enough , time for me to let it go and try and live the rest of my days the best I can ". Maybe it's a matter of my strong faith, but death doesn't scare me, I know where I am going. It's the process in between that scares me a bit. I speak from a place of having been told I had terminal cancer, just about a year to live, with treatment. It was an erroneous diagnosis, but I spent considerable time pondering " what will I do ", before being told they had made a mistake in my diagnosis. I had chosen to have the surgery to remove what they could for comfort reasons, and then to decline chemo/rads and live whatever time I had left as best I could, doing everything I wanted to, but had not yet done until the cancer took that choice away from me. Kinda like a bucket list, but not as defined. Was I scared ? Yep. Was I less than noble when told I was dying ? Yep, I cried, sobbed and screamed like a child. Was my choice not to have treatment that of a " quitter " ? Maybe, I don't think so, but maybe for others it would have been. So in conclussion, I haven't answered your question, but if you can be more specific, I would be happy to try and give you an example Again, to those of you fighting and/or have loved ones who are fighting, I mean no disrespect. It's a personal decision that should be respected and supported. There is no right or wrong way to go about it. These are just my own personal thoughts on my own life and my own eventual end. mbmbn
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Tolerance of evil is suicide.- NYC Firefighter When tolerance is not reciprocated, tolerance becomes surrender.
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