The one thing no one is talking about is the financial impact this would have on those left behind. I'm pretty sure that suicide, negates all proceeds of any life insurance policies.

Absolutely! Why suffer longer than necessary?!

I'm all for it.

If someone has had enough and they want to check out, they should have that option.

I'd love it not just yet a while but my mind is goign and i want to go before I am full on forgetful of my nearest and dearest.

My mother died of "Bird Fancier's Disease" (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bird_fancier%27s_lung), which is where a person is allergic to bird dander which gets into the lungs and the body has not way to expel it, so it causes irritation, inflamation and scar tissue in the lungs in a similar way to asbestosis. Anyway, over a period of more than 20 years it got harder and harder for her to breath. I twas a long slow suffering of gradual suffocation. It was a terrible way to die.

If I ever had something like that, I'd hope assisted suicide would be available.

100% in favor!!!

I support it.

None, I am here for the ride.

As long as one is alive there is always hope. Once you are dead you are no more.

I definitely support it.

It should be legal for any reason. Your body, your life, your choice on when/how to end it. Also... how great would this be for folks on the transplant lists? You schedule your euthanasia at the hospital and they have the organ recipients all ready to receive your donations.

It needs to be argued and critically thought by different parties including the suicider before executing it. If the suicider and his/her closed ones can be convinced in anyway to continue life and accept the circumstances that comes with it with open mind, then that should be the utmost priority for everyone surrounding the individual wanting to embrace death. We are talking life and death here.. after all! And every life is precious.

I know people who have done it, peacefully by themselves or assisted by a physician before it was legal in Canada. There are still some problems with the process but it will get sorted out with time. My wife and I have always had a suicide pact in the event that one of us were suffering and couldn't take care of it ourselves.

I have mixed feelings. Older people and people who are incapacitated often feel useless and don't want to be a burden. What about the low income person who doesn't want to die but doesn't want to burden the family any more or use up the meager savings to live. What about the rich person who's greedy kids just want there to be money left over. I know that they would have to be in pain and probably terminal bit that is subjective. Once the box is checked that they are eligible for assisted suicide I think many would feel pressured to do so even if they weren't. Many might actually be pressured to do so, overtly or otherwise.

Yes this is a tough one- depending on the circumstanes

All for it, it should be legal.

I'm all for it if it's performed by a licensed physician

Make my vote being for it. It gives the victim a choice, it will also make their death as comfortable as possible with no mistakes being made and an assured outcome.

Didn't help me last time.... ??????

I support death with dignity, assisted suicide, I don't care what you call it. To be opposed to it is inhumane and lacks compassion to needless suffering.

I'm all for it

It should be legal.

Go for it. As long as you have had some sort of consultation before hand

I'm not sure I could do it myself, so I would need some assistance. But wait! If I had help it might be called murder.
How about a small self operated gas chamber?

This poem is long & written in Dr. Sues style, if you agree it's perfect to cut and paste and send to your next of kin. Albeit funny it's on the mark and deftly serious and a great tool. You can look the author up on the internet he does great work. ??

When Something Has Happened We’d All Prefer Not: My Advance Directives In case of a Sudden Life Threatening Event by Tim Boon RN

Dear family and friends and whom it may concern

I’m writing this poem to help you discern

The actions to take and the things to refuse

When some terrible day you are faced with the news

That some sudden illness or stroke of bad luck

Has left me unconscious and helpless and stuck

face-up in an ER,

laid out on a stretcher

With chaos around and you’re under pressure

To make some very quick, high-stakes decision

I want you to feel you at least have a vision

Of what you can do, so you’ll know in your soul

That you’ve done what you could with what’s in your control.

There are so many things that could happen to me

From a normal disease to some strange tragedy

I could be shot,

Stabbed or bombed by a

crazed mass attacker

Or do something as simple as choke on a cracker

If I was much older or already quite sick

I’d review what I do and I don’t want right quick

But while in what I think is a good state of health

(barring malignancies lurking in stealth)

It’s a bit more complex than would otherwise be

Were I now gravely ill and you were my trustee

If I suffered already some known bad condition

Like terminal cancer for which a physician

Had given a very poor,

sad, short prognosis

Like a bile duct tumor or gliomatosis,

PPMS or an end-stage cirrhosis

I’d choose my own plan for my own diagnosis.

If my heart

were about

to give out

and I knew it

I’d save you this trouble and write my way through it

I’d sit down with my Doc, if she’d sit down with me

And we’d write out the orders for all docs to see

It would be what in most states is known as a POLST form

In our Commonwealth we call it a MOLST form

We’d talk about tubes for food and hydration

For breathing and peeing and resuscitation

She’d find out when I’d want to be hospitalized

And without much ado it would be finalized

After all of my preferences I have confided

And my doc has checked off all the things we’ve decided

About what I do and I don’t want provided

We’d print out both pages, one sheet, double-sided.

We’d sign with a pen, in blue or black ink

And the paper would be Astrobright’s® Pulsar Pink™

But that’s not how it is, nor how it may be

When someday you stand looking down sadly at me

When something has happened we’d all prefer not

When I’m mauled by a bear

or a nasty blood clot

Has wedged its way into my heart or my brain

And my pulse or my breathing I cannot maintain

Without all the people, machines and the meds

In this room with us now with the Clinitron® beds

At this point you’re proxy, and I am unable

To speak or to write because I am unstable

What I advise now is you try to keep steady

They’ll understand here that nobody’s ready

to see what you’ll see and to hear what they’ll say

You’ll need to stay strong to get through this day.

In these first hours, before they know much

There’s no need to talk about hospice and such

I’d like pretty much everything under the sun

To keep me alive till assessments are done

But that’s where it gets hard, those assessments are key

To know well exactly what’s happening to me

You’ll remember, dear Julie, from your nursing classes,

And know things are bad when they mention blood gases.

When they work fast, but talk to you slow as molasses

To tell you my PCO2 count surpasses

The level at which any life can sustain

And they’ve just placed a catheter in a large vein

And they tell you inserting a tube down my throat

And pumping in air is the best antidote

To whatever initial tests tell them assails me

Let them do it but know

that it won’t cure what ails me

Keep in mind

all the time,

that there’s really no doubt

That whatever’s put in

we can make them pull out.

If its Day Two or Day Three and there’s been no real changes

If we’ve not gotten past keeping vitals in ranges

That keep me alive and my organs perfused

And my mental state’s worse than just simply confused

And I’m still not able to talk, think or write

It’s time to get serious bout how long to fight

Now’s when you’ll have to deal with the odds and the chances

And get all the intel on my circumstances

Make sure all the docs are real honest with you

And they’ve given a total and thorough review

That will help make it clear

what you think

I would do

If there’s a good chance I’ll emerge from this coma

With nothing so bad as a limp or a stoma

Then tell them to go ahead with their bad selves

and flitter around me like magical elves.

And poke me and prod me and turn me about

And shove in more tubes from my tail to my snout.

But it must be a GOOD chance,

don’t take a long shot

To find out for sure, get a palliative consult

You’ll want a clinician who’s skilled in the art

And who’s taken the time to review my whole chart

You need him or her to be truthful with you

To share data and odds and to talk the thing through.

So, review all the facts,

don’t get too sentimental

Save that for the funeral,

I won’t be judgmental

If the life that I’ve lived is now fully behind me

That’s what I want, in the end, to define me.

I don’t want the mem-ory of me recalled

As an oblivious lump with devices installed

And I damn sure don’t want all the money I’ve saved

To be spent on my trip from this bed to that grave

I’d rather you have it,

the kids and their spouses

If Bernie had won it could help them buy houses

Because he did not and they’re gonna need knowledge

You can set it aside to help them with college

But I guess I’ve digressed,

that stuff’s all in my Will

Let’s get back on the track and get you up this hill.

If the odds don’t look good, please don’t grasp at faint straws

Tell my kids, friends and mother — and my in-laws

To gather and for just a moment take pause

Tell me you love me and give me a kiss

Have them turn off the things that buzz, whirl and hiss

Have the nurse give me meds to make sure I feel good

And pull the tubes out, knowing it’s understood

That you were first rate

in a tough situation

You have only my love and my firm affirmation

And my trust you’ve performed, as in past situations,

In a way that’s exceeded my best expectations.

—————————————————————————————–

Oh, One last thing………………………..

Before you commence your official bereavement

Could you see if the hospital has an agreement

To do Hospice Inpatient- at my bedside?

It’s just, .. if it got around that I died

And wasn’t on hospice, I’d be quite mortified.

By Timothy Boon