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NuevaVida -> RE: On death and dying (8/4/2010 3:08:47 PM)
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My mom and I took care of my Dad through his bone cancer. It was horrendous. He refused hospice and often refused his liquid morphine, despite the pain. He wanted to keep his mind intact. In his final days, he was in so much pain he coiled up into a ball and was screaming "Make it stop!!!" which will echo throughout my core as long as I live. My mother and I could no longer care for him ourselves - even touching him would make him scream. So we called his doctor to discuss options. My dad elected to be admitted until hospice was set up, so they could experiment with drug doses to try to alleviate some of that pain. His doctor explained to him and us that he might not come home at this point. We all understood. Once admitted, I sat with my Dad while his nurse talked to him about morphine doses. He was ready for more morphine. He kept asking her to increase the dose. He asked us to call the family. Everyone came to spend time with him. I was alone with him for awhile, the afternoon before he died. I asked him, "Are you ready to go?" He nodded and said yes, and asked me to take care of my mother. He said he didn't want to die at home because he knew she wouldn't be able to cope with that. He did not lose his thirst nor was he denied fluids. He could no longer urinate on his own, and his skin had changed color, his breath became awful, and his abdomen became protruded and hard. In short, his organs were shutting down. My brother brought him a milk shake the night before he died. He slurped it down with a smile, and then told the doctor he was ready for his Morphine IV drip. I sat with him while in his "morphine induced coma." At one point he opened his eyes and exclaimed, "It's so peaceful." Then he drifted off. In the morning he was gone. The doctor explained to us that the morphine relaxed the body so much that the body stopped combating the disease. He was not killed by the morphine. He simply let go at that point. I agree it was the most painless and dignified way for him to die. Just a year prior, one of my uncles died. He actually requested the morphine drip, stating he knew that would be it for him. I don't think doctors are out there killing terminal patients. I believe they are providing them a peaceful and painless path to their ultimate and rapidly upcoming death. After witnessing what my Dad went through, I hope someone does the same for me, should I be in such a state. Drug me till I'm gone - that kind of suffering is too much for anyone to bear. StrangerThan: I am sorry for your losses. I know I was glad for my Dad when he died, as he was no longer in intolerable pain. I hope you can find a way to feel relief for those you lost, that they left this world peacefully.
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