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Aussie Med Student's avatar

My father's death, at 69, from a nursing mistake/systems error, the first time he ever went to hospital, in someone who had effectively never had a sick day in his life, was shocking (I was 15yo at the time) and a tragedy. My mother rotted in a nursing home with dementia for the last 8 years of her life, dying at 79.

Whose death do I want? My father's. I'd far rather die fit and healthy, when my death is a tragedy, than become debilitated and delirious/demented like most of the gen med patients on my ward. I don't understand this obsession with living as long as possible, when that usually means eking out the last few years with ever increasing disability and dependence.

But hey, in Australia, I'm a unicorn. Most families are desperate to keep their demented relatives alive as long as possible. Me, no. Not my relative (I chose not to give my demented mother the COVID vaccine, on the grounds that life prolonging measures weren't in her best interests) and not me.

Simón Ovalles's avatar

Excelente. Gracias.