Maine’s Health Department Rarely Investigates When Residents Wander Away From Their Care Facilities
Maine’s Health Department Rarely Investigates When Residents Wander Away From Their Care Facilities
No, I don’t. But I already have a workplace with cameras at every entrance and exit, pin pads at every “sensitive” door, and a name badge with rfid in it so they can track my every movement via sensors in every hallway.
And no, it’s not a prison. (It just feels like one, amiright?)
Honest question, why are people so obsessed with living? I’d want to be euthanized at the first sign of dementia. Just give me like a week to get my affairs in order. It’s bizarre that people would rather exist as mindless husks than die peacefully at a time of their choosing.
Maybe it’s fear. Most humans live and think like animals whose impulse to survive overrides rationality. Or is there another explanation?
I cannot speak for anyone else, but I am an atheist and I do not believe in an afterlife, so I want every single second of life on this planet I can possibly get. I have had a lot of bad things in my life, including ongoing serious health problems. I have been to 10 on the pain scale multiple times. Dementia doesn’t scare me. I understand why some people don’t want to go out that way because it was the way my father went out, but he went out angry because he was an angry man and eventually didn’t even know why he was angry. I certainly understand why Robin Williams chose to end his life because his mind was his gift to the world.
But I’m not like that. I want to be alive as long as I still know what life is.
I’m personally of the opinion that if I (consistently) can’t remember the day before, life isn’t worth living.
Doesn’t matter if I’m happy every day. Because I feel like memories are what make me, me.
But if I can remember a whole week or even a month I’m not so sure anymore. In a week I could at least learn something and recall what I did yesterday and the day before that.
I want to be alive as long as possible.
Why? I understand that you want your body to remain alive even when your existence has become a burden on everyone else and has no meaning or purpose, but I’m asking you why.
I do not believe in an afterlife, so I want every single second of life on this planet I can possibly get
So if there were an afterlife you wouldn’t want to live a life that wasn’t worth living? I don’t get it.
How do you define a life not worth living? Because I lost the genetic lottery in huge ways-
Does that mean reaching 10 on the pain scale every day for a few years due to a rare nerve disorder? Me.
Does that mean not having any solid food apart from a couple of bites with my mouth completely numbed since last August? Also me.
On top of that, I have type II bipolar disorder and no job.
A lot of people would say that life is not living, especially when it’s this nerve disorder.
But I would say it is.
Would I keep my father alive? No, because he’s not me. I thought we were talking about what I would do with my own life.
And I gave you my answer- I don’t believe in an afterlife, so I don’t want to end my life unless it has to end. It’s not that you’ll never get an answer, it’s that you don’t like the answer you were given.
And I gave you my answer- I don’t believe in an afterlife, so I don’t want to end my life unless it has to end.
WHY???
Yes, again, there is not one type of dementia. Why are you assuming I would only have the kind of dementia where I wasn’t aware I was alive?
And no I wouldn’t be a burden, I’d be in a nursing home as I have already told my family in the event of dementia.
Who is paying for your nursing home??
Do you already have dementia?
Here’s how your answer sounds to me:
“I would rather pay hundreds of thousands of dollars to waste people’s time wiping my ass than help future generations and my loved ones by passing away with my mind still intact at a moment of my choosing.”
Ah, I see. Kill myself when I’m old to help the economy.
I think I’ve heard of that somewhere before…