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I find that, more and more, I worry about the future and euthanasia. I currently don’t feel much more than pity for any terminally ill person who wants to end their suffering. I know it’s despair and not right, but I don’t judge them harshly as individuals.
What does frighten me is the increasing acceptance of the idea. I’ve already seen (in online debates) a line being crossed. Inevitably, someone will post something to the effect of, “I wouldn’t want to be a burden on my loved ones…”
I was just listening to a BBC podcast about the shrinking resources for social services for people who need help bathing, dressing, cooking, etc. I know someone who does it for a living - she’s employed by the council to go by and check up on/help out people who are old or handicapped. She said it’s really hard to get in and out in the alloted time and she’ll often leave knowing that the person is desperately in need of more than she is authorized or able to give.
The diocesan newspaper here had a cover story about funding for a local hospice being cut: the story claimed that this was inching towards euthanasia. Remember, the UK has publically-funded health care that is already stretched to the max and things like a dignified natural death may come to be a “luxery.”
I believe that, with our aging population and smaller families, the time will come when euthanasia will be EXPECTED of the terminally ill and infirm. How will people feel when they realize that they can only be kept alive at the expense of their grandchild’s college education? That they can either be warehoused in an understaffed “nursing home” (where, it has been documented, many people slowly starve to death) or they can be a “burden” on their children - assuming they even have children.
What can we do about this?
What can I do about this? I’m thinking that maybe I should volunteer, somehow. I’ll be the first to admit that the thought terrifies me. I am afraid of entering the life of some infirm, incontinent, lonely, needy person. I’m afraid of getting close to that - the smells, the disturbing glimpse into their misery and loneliness, the sense of not being able to do enough. They’re not all going to be sweet old grannies. They may be downright unlikeable even as personalities, not to mention their neediness. But, I think it’s necessary? I should pray about this, I think.
What does frighten me is the increasing acceptance of the idea. I’ve already seen (in online debates) a line being crossed. Inevitably, someone will post something to the effect of, “I wouldn’t want to be a burden on my loved ones…”
I was just listening to a BBC podcast about the shrinking resources for social services for people who need help bathing, dressing, cooking, etc. I know someone who does it for a living - she’s employed by the council to go by and check up on/help out people who are old or handicapped. She said it’s really hard to get in and out in the alloted time and she’ll often leave knowing that the person is desperately in need of more than she is authorized or able to give.
The diocesan newspaper here had a cover story about funding for a local hospice being cut: the story claimed that this was inching towards euthanasia. Remember, the UK has publically-funded health care that is already stretched to the max and things like a dignified natural death may come to be a “luxery.”
I believe that, with our aging population and smaller families, the time will come when euthanasia will be EXPECTED of the terminally ill and infirm. How will people feel when they realize that they can only be kept alive at the expense of their grandchild’s college education? That they can either be warehoused in an understaffed “nursing home” (where, it has been documented, many people slowly starve to death) or they can be a “burden” on their children - assuming they even have children.
What can we do about this?
What can I do about this? I’m thinking that maybe I should volunteer, somehow. I’ll be the first to admit that the thought terrifies me. I am afraid of entering the life of some infirm, incontinent, lonely, needy person. I’m afraid of getting close to that - the smells, the disturbing glimpse into their misery and loneliness, the sense of not being able to do enough. They’re not all going to be sweet old grannies. They may be downright unlikeable even as personalities, not to mention their neediness. But, I think it’s necessary? I should pray about this, I think.