I have had opportunity to notice, in the last several months, that grief comes in different layers, sort of strata if you will, and that as
dhole can tell you from a different perspective, the layers don't really settle into flat, perfectly even planes that can be lifted out neat and whole.
On one front: I find that we are much more comfortable speaking of what Grandpa would have liked, what would please him, what would honor his memory. We did so all along, but now it can be casual, conversational, unfraught. And that seems like a really good step to me, that good things that remind us of Grandpa aren't making us swallow hard every time.
And I'm feeling like I can deal with the world a bit more again after Uncle Rudy's death, so that's good. Useful like. I am nowhere near done with this. That should be obvious to anyone who has ever lost anyone. But the idea of calling the plumber, for example, does not seem like more than I can handle. I am no longer in one foot in front of the other mode for the time being, and that's good.
On the other hand, there was a photo on the front page of the Strib today where a protester was holding up a sign reading, "I will not discuss my end-of-life options with anyone." And I looked at it and had this wave of rage, and I said aloud, "You selfish, worthless piece of shit." Which is maybe not the most proportional response a person has ever had to the newspaper.
See, one of the gifts my grandpa gave us on his way out was that we knew his wishes. We knew his priorities, we knew what he wanted and under what circumstances. We had all the pain of losing him. He made sure we didn't have to add the pain of uncertainty about his wishes to that. Because he discussed all that with us. And the idea that this is a matter for aligning oneself with one political party or another is just such filthy garbage, and so likely to bring pain to people just when they can't deal with more pain.
You don't have to like the President's health care ideas; you don't have to prefer them to what we have now. Heaven knows my grandfather probably wouldn't have. But to try to convince people that discussing end-of-life care is the same thing as suicide or euthanasia is WRONG. When you discuss your end-of-life options with your loved ones and your doctors, one of the things you can tell them is, "I want you to keep me twitching for as long as possible. If you can force air in and out of my lungs, do it. By any means necessary, up until the very end. Absolutely to the limits of medical science." And then, if that's what you want, the people who love you will know. And you can talk about how important it is to you to be clear-headed vs. pain-free, if that's a tradeoff you find yourself having to make, and you can go through all of the other very personal, no-single-right-answer sort of questions.
Look. Many people want to check the box reading, "No end for me, thanks, I'll just keep going robust and healthy indefinitely," on the end-of-life checklist. It turns out that is not an option you can responsibly expect to have, and it is not an option you can responsibly expect your friends and family to have on your behalf. President Obama didn't make you mortal. You came that way. And one of the many gifts my grandfather gave us was facing that with peace and dignity and love and humor. Argue about how things should be funded and by whom and under what circumstance; that's fine. But don't try to act as though there are only hard decisions to make at the end of a person's life if one political side in one debate in one country wins out, because that is not the world we live in.
I would believe all that even if the grief wasn't fresh. I just wouldn't necessarily want to track down that one particular person from the Strib photo and take them by the shoulders and shake them until their teeth rattled. (Oh, Ms. Alcott, you have so much to answer for regarding rattling teeth.)
The other thing--now that I have brought up one of the most controversial political issues of the day, wheee--is that I am feeling extremely conflict-averse. Even invited levels of discussion that have remained totally civil are making me nervous right now. I recognize that this is irrational, and I don't want to refrain from conversation or only converse as long as everyone sings the Gilbert and Sullivan song about how I am right and you are right and all is right as right can be. But for a variety of reasons most of which are not mine to go into and most of which are not about me directly, I'm feeling pretty shaky about it right now.
Another thing is that I have decided that there are limits to my reading of my grandpa's books. Specifically, if I read several books in a series and am not finding anything to like in that series, I don't have to read all the rest. I don't have to do this at all--I didn't promise Grandpa or anyone else. But I want to, bit by bit, and some of the books are good, and others are interesting in different ways. I just need to set some limits for myself on this, and that's one of them, and I think that's okay.
On one front: I find that we are much more comfortable speaking of what Grandpa would have liked, what would please him, what would honor his memory. We did so all along, but now it can be casual, conversational, unfraught. And that seems like a really good step to me, that good things that remind us of Grandpa aren't making us swallow hard every time.
And I'm feeling like I can deal with the world a bit more again after Uncle Rudy's death, so that's good. Useful like. I am nowhere near done with this. That should be obvious to anyone who has ever lost anyone. But the idea of calling the plumber, for example, does not seem like more than I can handle. I am no longer in one foot in front of the other mode for the time being, and that's good.
On the other hand, there was a photo on the front page of the Strib today where a protester was holding up a sign reading, "I will not discuss my end-of-life options with anyone." And I looked at it and had this wave of rage, and I said aloud, "You selfish, worthless piece of shit." Which is maybe not the most proportional response a person has ever had to the newspaper.
See, one of the gifts my grandpa gave us on his way out was that we knew his wishes. We knew his priorities, we knew what he wanted and under what circumstances. We had all the pain of losing him. He made sure we didn't have to add the pain of uncertainty about his wishes to that. Because he discussed all that with us. And the idea that this is a matter for aligning oneself with one political party or another is just such filthy garbage, and so likely to bring pain to people just when they can't deal with more pain.
You don't have to like the President's health care ideas; you don't have to prefer them to what we have now. Heaven knows my grandfather probably wouldn't have. But to try to convince people that discussing end-of-life care is the same thing as suicide or euthanasia is WRONG. When you discuss your end-of-life options with your loved ones and your doctors, one of the things you can tell them is, "I want you to keep me twitching for as long as possible. If you can force air in and out of my lungs, do it. By any means necessary, up until the very end. Absolutely to the limits of medical science." And then, if that's what you want, the people who love you will know. And you can talk about how important it is to you to be clear-headed vs. pain-free, if that's a tradeoff you find yourself having to make, and you can go through all of the other very personal, no-single-right-answer sort of questions.
Look. Many people want to check the box reading, "No end for me, thanks, I'll just keep going robust and healthy indefinitely," on the end-of-life checklist. It turns out that is not an option you can responsibly expect to have, and it is not an option you can responsibly expect your friends and family to have on your behalf. President Obama didn't make you mortal. You came that way. And one of the many gifts my grandfather gave us was facing that with peace and dignity and love and humor. Argue about how things should be funded and by whom and under what circumstance; that's fine. But don't try to act as though there are only hard decisions to make at the end of a person's life if one political side in one debate in one country wins out, because that is not the world we live in.
I would believe all that even if the grief wasn't fresh. I just wouldn't necessarily want to track down that one particular person from the Strib photo and take them by the shoulders and shake them until their teeth rattled. (Oh, Ms. Alcott, you have so much to answer for regarding rattling teeth.)
The other thing--now that I have brought up one of the most controversial political issues of the day, wheee--is that I am feeling extremely conflict-averse. Even invited levels of discussion that have remained totally civil are making me nervous right now. I recognize that this is irrational, and I don't want to refrain from conversation or only converse as long as everyone sings the Gilbert and Sullivan song about how I am right and you are right and all is right as right can be. But for a variety of reasons most of which are not mine to go into and most of which are not about me directly, I'm feeling pretty shaky about it right now.
Another thing is that I have decided that there are limits to my reading of my grandpa's books. Specifically, if I read several books in a series and am not finding anything to like in that series, I don't have to read all the rest. I don't have to do this at all--I didn't promise Grandpa or anyone else. But I want to, bit by bit, and some of the books are good, and others are interesting in different ways. I just need to set some limits for myself on this, and that's one of them, and I think that's okay.
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Date: 2009-08-13 02:40 pm (UTC)Or perhaps deranged on their own fatigue poisons.
A lot of people go totally apeshit over the concept that somebody else would get to decide whether the cost of saving their life was worth it. It's a scary concept; the reason they're crazy rather than rationally terrified is, first, that that happens now already, hidden away in insurance companies, and happens LESS in countries with socialized medicine (the doctors get more input), and second, that in the countries with socialized medicine it isn't done about individual cases, it's done in overall reviews about various treatments, deciding what circumstances justify what efforts.
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Date: 2009-08-13 02:44 pm (UTC)Or, put another way, I think a whole lot of people are doing the political equivalent of sticking their fingers in their ears and saying "LA LA LA LA I can't HEAR you ...."
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Date: 2009-08-13 02:56 pm (UTC)I've heard some hair-raising stuff about the cost-saving measures in place in England, for example. So perhaps this protester is referencing that. If so, it's a bit too obscure and it's not immediately clear how it relates to the current legislation. He definitely needs some help from a marketing expert or something to create a more effective protest message.
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Date: 2009-08-13 03:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-13 03:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-13 06:25 pm (UTC)It's not, however, illegal to withhold lifesaving treatment on the basis that that treatment is not covered. And it's not illegal to decide a treatment is not covered on the basis of cost.
So, really, the distinction you're drawing seems pretty irrelevant to me.
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Date: 2009-08-13 07:39 pm (UTC)Nonetheless, you said at the beginning of this was "somebody else would get to decide whether the cost of saving their life was worth it." You've drifted away from that, now.
If you want to make a different argument now, that's fine, but clarity is always helpful.
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Date: 2009-08-13 07:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-13 07:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-13 07:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-13 03:16 pm (UTC)"Medically unnecessary" gets particularly slippery when someone is seriously ill and at a high probability of nearing death--are we really giving Patient X a chance of survival, or are we spending money on a procedure for someone who will be dead soon no matter what? It's no surprise to me that some insurance companies have found ways to work around that.
As for the hair-raising stuff about cost-saving measures in place in England, I'm sure some of it is even true. But some of the rhetoric is getting pretty ridiculous--like the editorial that suggested that Dr. Hawking would be a casualty of a socialized system like Britain's. Apparently nobody got the memo that "great scientist" and "American" are not completely synonymous....
And I'm not saying that "every possible socialized system or every possible change to our system would protect Dr. Hawking." What I am saying is that it makes a lot more sense to say, "What pitfalls are actually in the specific system proposed, and can we change it or go with a different system to avoid them?" rather than to say, "I can imagine this bad thing happening, therefore let's go with the status quo where no bad things ever happen," which seems to be a lot of protesters' approach.
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Date: 2009-08-13 04:12 pm (UTC)But it's not true that insurance companies are making life-or-death decisions for individual patients based only on cost. Or at least not legally and legitimately. A lot of people just don't know their rights and if they are in a desperate situation, are probably not disposed to be aggressive advocates for themselves, so they don't always question a denial, or know what words to use to get around it. I have also not heard a solid example of this happening in health systems outside the US, but I'll grant that it's possible.
I was just thinking the other day that one of the hardest things about fixing our health care system is that almost no one actually knows how the system works. It's extremely opaque. And that's horribly complicated by the fact that often it's hard for a layperson to discern what is really medically necessary and what is a good standard of care and what is not. So far I approve of what's going on with the reform efforts. I think it's going the right direction.