And yes, I realize that much of the coverage of this event stems from the fact that he was our President, that he is a public figure. But nowhere--nowhere--in the coverage, have I heard anyone bring up the fact that this man is 90 YEARS OLD! And while I certainly would not want the man to be in any pain or distress, I find myself wondering what people's reactions would be if he were to pass away tomorrow. I read also of the experimental treatment he'll be undergoing--and wonder--not because he is a Democrat, but because he is 90 YEARS OLD-- whether this isn't just another example of the degree to which our medical system is out of whack, where a huge percentage of what gets spent on people's medical care in their lives is spent in the last year--just trying to keep them alive a little longer.
I know, I know. There is something cold and unloving about even raising the issue. But I am. Because I think that if I were in Mr. Carter's position, I'd find a way to quietly check out. Surrounded by those I love and perhaps imbued with palliative medicines--but I don't think that there is a whole lot of good to be done here. I don't know where the cutoff is--this is a good question. At 50, I am not ready to die just yet, but I've talked this over many times with the Kitten and tried to convince her that I'd not want to sacrifice the quality of my life in order to extend it. She says I feel that way because I am healthy, and that if I found myself terminally ill, I'd feel differently. I guess the best I can say is, I hope not.