A Good Time Dying
Posted March 30, 2006 3:41 PM
I've always been a fan of Art Buchwald, but nevermore so than in these, in his final days. Diagnosed with kidney failure, he decided not to undergo dialysis.
He said "I had two decisions. Continue dialysis, and that's boring to do three times a week, and I don't know where that's going, or I can just enjoy life and see where it takes me."
He's showing us how to have a good time dying. He told Jeffrey Brown of PBS's Online NewsHour, "I didn't know dying was this much fun."
Remarkably frank, he told Brown about his decision to forego treatment.
I examined it, and I said, "I'm not going to go into dialysis." They took my leg, and I was furious. So I finally made the decision, because we do have choices, and I said, "I'm not going to have it."
So I went into this hospice. I was supposed to go in two or three weeks. That was the average for people that didn't take dialysis. I've been here since February 7th.
The doctors don't know what's going on. I don't care if they don't know what's going on, because I'm having such a good time. And my mantra now is, "Death is on hold."
In fact, he's known in the hospice as The Man Who Wouldn't Die.
When I got to the hospice I was under the impression it would be a two- or three-week stay. But here I still am, six weeks later, and I've gotten so well Medicare won't pay for me anymore.
So far things are going my way. I am known in the hospice as The Man Who Wouldn't Die. How long they allow me to stay here is another problem. I don't know where I'd go now, or if people would still want to see me if I weren't in a hospice. But in case you're wondering, I'm having a swell time -- the best time of my life.
In the Washington hospice where he's holding court to family, friends, admirers, he's also being feted by those who want to give him an award while he can still say nice things about them. Like the Ernie Pyle Award from the Society of Newspaper Columnists and the French Ambassador who honored him for his contribution to arts and culture during his 14 years as a journalist in Paris explaining the French to America and Thanksgiving to the French.
He's as funny as ever, still writing his column; a recent one, Low Interest Loan, made me laugh out loud.
He's also talking about death openly, The End. Or Maybe Not.
Most people are afraid that if they even mention it, they will bring bad karma on themselves. ......
The thing that is very important, and why I'm writing this, is that whether they like it or not, everyone is going to go.
The big question we still have to ask is not where we're going, but what were we doing here in the first place?
He has no fear of dying.
I don't know what's coming. I'm not predicting anything, but it's an interesting thing.
But in the past month, when I decided to make my choice, it's been the happiest years of all. I've seen friends, caught up with all the people in my life from every different place. I've been talking to people. We talk about everything under the sun.
If I was at home, I wouldn't see these people. Like most people, you just die. But here, everybody knows it, so everybody is kind to me. And even people send me cheesecakes.
Art Buchwald, I send you salutes and huzzahs for all the laughs you gave me and for the lesson you're giving me now.
I am a pharmacist (40+ years of practice)working every day. What a blessing to be able to do so. In my years of practice I have learned there are many worse things than death. I cheer those who choose to meet death and dying face to face, rather than pretend it will pass them by. To do so, I have a will for the passing of assets, if I fail to outlive them, and a will for dying, i.e. a "living will." Additionally, I have given verbal and written instructions to all who might have influence over my demise, "Do NOT prolong my death. Allow me pass comfortably." Living is a pleasure, but like most pleasures, can be "overdone." I look forward to the next adventure be it here or on the other side.
Isn't this the way Art Buchwald should go out, holding court to all his friends and admirers? Unless you are sick or dying you don't really really know how much people love you. One time I had a breast tumor removed and the love that I received from everyone was so phenomenal that I said it was worth being so sick. There is nothing in this world better than the love your friends and family shower you with. For me, I have an advanced directive, so that there will be no extraordinary means when my time is up. You know it's very difficult for our loved ones to say okay, time's up. Pull the plug, i.e. when we have to have our precious pets put down...not to make our human relationships seem less important, but my dogs were my little children and the pain I suffered having to make that decision, four times, was unbearable. This way I make the decision for them, lest I cause additional hurt to the ones I love the most. May I say at this most blessed time of year a very merry Christmas, happy Hanukkah, and whatever else you believe on this website. My true belief is that we will all meet in the same place at the end and that it will be joyful. God bless you.
I agree with the rest of you. When it comes time for me to die, just let me die. I won't want a machine to breath for me or medicine to prolong the process. I believe in dying the way you want.
I agree that people who are in their right mind should have the right to die with dignity. My hope is that the Senators and Congressmen in this country will one day realize that right. I think that doctors who do assisted suicide are wonderful, caring individuals who respect the wishes of their patients. What good is it to know that you will have full blown Altzheimers in a couple of years and not have the right to choose. The only that is currently left to you is a big family expense and burden. I surely do not want someone to remember me like that.
Death itself should never be feared. Dying painfully and slowly, as many of us seem to do, must be bad, but it seems that we all have to experience it in the end, even if life expectation lengthens, as it has continued to do up to now, as far as our limited knowledge of the history of this planet will allow. There are only two possibilities. The first is that we stop existing in any way at all, in which case we wouldn't know because we would not exist! Nothing to fear there. The other possibility is that there IS something. In that case, what a wonderful adventure, and to begin with every person would be his/her own pioneer! If we knew what death was, we might all leap off the nearest precipice, to enjoy death to the full, without wishing to postpone it! It is no use looking to religion: There are so many religions on this planet, which all seem to be about money and power. The believers (in all religions) all think that their own religion is the only one that is right, and they all seem to be confident that if they kill all those who disagree with them that in some way that proves that their particular deity is the right one!
This is wonderful, thanks ever for sharing it. Generations ago if you had an accident or got sick you, hopefully, got well. If you had internal bleeding you'd likely bleed to death; if you could not swallow, you'd starve; if you couldn't breathe, you'd stop breathing and die, or maybe an infection took you. Today there are all sorts of political, bioethical, biotechnological and religious questions, it's not all that simple. And, too often, for one reason or another, we are not allowed to make our own decisions. My brother-in-law was in hospice and also had his family and friends around. One day he asked to have his breathing apparatus removed, knowing full well that he'd soon die. He hadn't been able to eat or drink regular food for some time, but he asked for a glass of fresh orange juice. They brought it to him in a crystal glass on a silver platter. It was all his choice, all in his control, there was no fear. To leave that way is a blessing we should all hope to have. Bravo Buchwald!
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