Letting Go

August 26, 2010

This essay in the New Yorker completely sideswiped me:

It’s about terminal ilness, and the questions we, or our loved ones, face once the end draws near. In short,  does our current approach to medicene fail to deliver on the needs of the dying because it’s now almost impossible to know who the dying really are?  And ultimately – how should we face the end?  It has particular resonance for me as it pretty much parallels the choices we (or, rather, my mum) had to make when my dad was diagnosed with lung cancer (he passed away in a hospice). Not the rosiest topic for an afternoon’s reading, admittedly,  but it’s bracing stuff, and I urge anyone who knows someone who’s dying, will die, or is going to die themselves to read it.


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