Until recently, I truly have not analyzed the different aspects of dying due to terminal illness. This past February, however, I was forced to take these aspect into consideration suddenly when my Grandmother was faced with her last few weeks of life. I learned more about myself, my family, and mainly about the medical process of treating someone who is in their last few stages of life. This article did the same task of making me think and teaching me about the different approaches that are taking within each situation. So while reading the article “letting Go”, I was able to some extent, relate first hand to what each of the patients were experiencing because of the situation I was in with my family just a few months ago. Since the day my grandmother was admitted, we began the roller coaster of treatments and procedures to help cure her illness. She was first brought to the emergency room because of drastic loss of breath, she then spiraled down into a complete need for full medical attention. At this point, after given plenty of treatments and medicines, she was on the verge of being sent home until overnight, she endured a stroke and was fully out of consciousness. Through weeks of treatments and full range of emotions from our family members, her feeding tube was removed at the moment we realized this was the end of her time and she was taken home. With hospice, we were able to spend her last few days with her as she fought through, but was unsuccessful as she passed peacefully with all 8 of her children at her bedside. The picture I’ve attached was the moment I realized the machines and medicines were never going to bring my grandmother back, we must let medicine give her peace while going through this process, but not prolong it.
After this experience, reading Letting Go was easier to comprehend and relate to than it would have been for me before my grandmothers passing. The feeling of knowing you don’t want your loved one to pass, but that there time has come is hard to understand. So when asked this question, “What should medicine do when it cannot save your life?” the first thing I did was bring myself back to the feelings I had during that time I went through this situation. In my eyes, I feel medicine should invoke a way for those who are terminally ill to be peaceful through their process of dying. In Sara Monopli’s situation, I feel that instead of her being treated as a guinea pig for theses new treatments, her husband as well as her, should have realized it was her time and let her enjoy your last few memories with her family. The feeling of having a loved one completely overtaken by medicines and medical machines is worse than simply letting them go naturally, in my eyes.