A true story of life and death

Credit: the author

When my wife’s parents became incapable of looking after themselves, they came to live with us.

Both have minor dementia and Father is bedridden and cannot stand or go to the toilet.

After a bit, Father began to refuse food. He is diabetic and on insulin twice a day. At 87, he sleeps a lot so we didn’t pay much attention when he slept for 29 hours. In fact, he looked so peaceful lying there.

I went up to bed and my wife was working on her computer. Then she called the ambulance. He was suffering a diabetic coma with a blood sugar of 11.

Now, what would you think if a really old person refused food? It’s nature’s way of preparing them to go, of course.

Ever since, the old boy has been keep alive in ICU on breathing machines, IV drips and naso-gastric feeding. He is never conscious. Sounds like fun, eh.

I think my wife made a very selfish decision. There is no difference between an ICU and the wat when you’re 87. You’re dead already.

Tip’s parents have been really good to us over 37 years. I love the old boy and hate to see him in this condition. Meaning, death is preferable to torture for no reason.

Abortion is now legal in Thailand, saving the futures of many teenagers. I hope some parliamentarian will introduce a euthanasia bill here for death with dignity.

I have a Living Will, an Advance Directive and a Do Not Rescusitate order. I want to check out in my own bed. (Not quite yet, though, in case any of my fans are hoping!)