Dying For Assistance?

(By Pip)

My husband once told one of our daughters that when our time came he intended to shoot me, and then himself. She thought it hysterical but I’m no altogether sure he was joking, and if there is still no other way by then, I am grateful to him.

Mar Adentro

I’ve always been firmly in the quality not quantity camp when it comes to my own mortality. If my death is not the result of some sudden random accident or swift medical emergency but instead a terrible, pain-ravaged or degenerative illness then I think eventually I will be one of many who will be looking for someone to help me die.


One of my strongest emotions during the time leading up to my father’s death was the shock that someone can be so ill and yet still be alive. Had he been a family pet, we would have ended his misery months before, when his quality of life disappeared.

I don’t agree that legalising assisted dying will result in a stampede. Sure we all know of people looking for an early get-out clause, and for this reason the process should be ethically and medically managed to protect the vulnerable but I believe that it is wrong to criminalise those that help their loved ones depart with dignity. It is surely a better option than suicide – which leaves friends and families with more questions than answers – and is such a lonely way to end a life. The British soap Eastenders touched on this topic recently when matriarch Peggy Mitchell took her own life rather than face an inevitable, painful and probably undignified death from cancer.

One of my favourite foreign language films is Mar Adentro, the true story of a virile young man who becomes a quadriplegic as the result of a foolish summer-time prank and fights the Spanish legal system winning the right for someone to help him take his own life. It is a beautiful story, beautifully told. Earlier this year the BBC screened Simon’s Choice following his deterioration due to an aggressive form of Motor Neurone Disease and his ultimate decision to end his life in a Swiss clinic. It was very moving and desperately sad but when the end came and Simon flew to Switzerland with a large group of family and friends it was also very beautiful.

It’s a complex debate, something I think Rebel In A Tutu will come back to and certainly one I’m sure that readers will have an opinion on…

Assisted Dying | The Legal Perspective


To Live Or Die – Is It Our Choice?

(By Liza) My previous post talked about the heartbreak of having a pet put to sleep or euthanized as is the term, not once did anyone question the rights and wrongs of this. Because it’s a legal act to help stop the suffering of the animal. So how come when we talk about euthanasia and assisted dying for people, it is a completely different matter? Well of course it is not legal in this country and there are many issues and ethical questions that make it an extremely difficult subject.

I recently visited someone who is very elderly, unhappy and disabled. I feel so sorry for her, she is in pain and literally waiting to die. The questions I asked myself were, is this a good enough quality of life? Should she be allowed to be relieved of her suffering and die with dignity? After all it is her own body, maybe she should be able to do as she pleases with it? Should she be allowed to have a choice without being judged? The lady in question didn’t ask me to help her die, she is just getting on with it, but I’m not sure how I would deal with it should she or anyone else ask, I don’t think I would be brave enough to assist them, however strongly I felt about it and whoever it was. I think assistance from a doctor may be acceptable, but involving a relative or friend is probably not a good idea for many reasons.

If I was that person who was suffering, living (if you can call it that) a bleak, painful existence, I don’t think I could ask someone else to help me end it, it would be too much of a responsibility to give them. The problem is the alternative only has one name- suicide.