Depression in Assisted Suicide/Euthanasia Patients
The abandoning ethic of assisted suicide is demonstrated by studies showing depression in many patients requesting hastened death. This point is commented upon in a letter to the editor in the British Medical Journal by Thomas Koch, a Canadian professor at the University of British Columbia. There is no link (BMJ 2008;337:a2479), so I am quoting it in full (citations omitted):
The same is true of people diagnosed with a terminal illness. Assisted suicide uses the language of "compassion," but it really is a form of giving up on the patient. Worse, when the state explicitly authorizes it, the messages are sent that dying naturally is not dignified, and moreover, that killing oneself is at least as good a choice as allowing nature to take its course. That "approval" may provide the tipping point--which is why assisted suicide advocates work so hard to prevent any nay saying by relevant medical professionals to patients once it becomes law, and try to change the language from "suicide," which has a negative connotation, to the euphemistic "aid in dying," which seems benign, and is what hospice does, after all.Nobody should be surprised at the prevalence of depression and anxiety in Oregon patients requesting physician assisted suicide. This was the pattern of euthanasia’s expansion in Holland--a movement for relief of unbearable suffering in terminal cases became a means of termination for those whose problems were often more existential, or psychological, than physical. In Holland the critical case in law and ethics was the
Chabot case, in which a divorced woman with clinical depression after the death of a son asked for, and received, euthanasia. [Me: Actually, the deaths of two sons and she received assisted suicide.] In another case, a request for euthanasia by a young woman with anorexia later was granted.A retrospective study of deaths attributed to Dr Jack Kevorkian found none with end stage disease and several in whom necropsy revealed no clear organic dysfunction. [Me: End stage disease, probably so. But to avoid confusion, about 25% of Kevorkians assisted suicides had been diagnosed with terminal conditions.]Again,what was publicly proclaimed as an end to suffering became a matter of termination of people whose physical or psychological suffering was not correctly palliated or treated.
Depression attends generally to cases of physical limit and chronic disease. The focus on euthanasia rather than on treatment, and state support for palliative and psychological treatment makes premature physician assisted death a default option. This ignores in the name of autonomy a wealth of evidence that argues that most of those with chronic limits and progressive conditions may, after an initial period of anxiety and depression, find a worthiness to life so long as physical and
psychological treatment is provided. It similarly ignores the potential for fruitful life with both aggressive palliative care and psychological support.
But it strikes me that unequivocal societal disfavor of these actions--while not disfavoring any patients, and in fact, supporting suicidal people--would mean fewer suicides all the way around.
Labels: Assisted Suicide. Depression.


6 Comments:
It's all part of socialized medicine. The only way to keep costs down is to let expensive patients kill themselves. So they don't treat your depression.
"This ignores in the name of autonomy a wealth of evidence that argues that most of those with chronic limits and progressive conditions may, after an initial period of anxiety and depression, find a worthiness to life so long as physical and psychological treatment is provided"
Aboslutely... the patient should never be given up on because most people, when given the care and love they need, will go beyond their depression.
I think this also comes back to the current societal trends that make us less concerned about others. If we were more concerned, we would be less likely to encourage suicide, and instead simply encourage the person.
I like to quote Dr. Melvin Morse (a Near Death Experience researcher and the only one who has published studies on NDEs in children) because he isn't religious at all and all of his attitude is based on scientific proof. (He doesn't believe in God or an afterlife, but he's 100% convinced of the reality of NDEs. Go figure. LOL.)
He said that our society has turned a blind eye on what used to be a social event - the end of a person's life. It used to be that everyone was around, together, and they were with grandma and grandpa at the end. In those days, pre-death visions and after death visitations weren't so strange; they were a normal part of our culture.
Someone else (I can't remember who) said that eventually one day, the parlor (the place in a house wehre the dead were laid out before burial) was replaced with a "living room," and death in the household was far removed. Today we don't think much about death because it's not something that we see as part of our natural experience. People don't die at home - they die in hospitals with tubes and machines hooked up to them. Their pre-death visions are written off as brain disorders and are drugged out of them. People are very frightened of death, it seems. They try to deny it, instead of accepting it as simply another stage of existance.
To me, that explains a lot about why there's such a push for assisted suicide. More than the cost, more than the need for resources, I think people are so afraid of natural death (ME ME ME! I'm scared of it!) that they don't want to experience a loved one dying. Let's face it - a lethal injection, like the one my cat got when she had bladder cancer (weep weep, I'm still not over that) is fast and relatively painless, and in a matter of minutes, it's over with.
If you have to sit with grandma while she's dying, she may start having visions, or she may start talking about things that make no sense to you. Maybe you're there holding her hand while she's slowly fading in and out. It's frightening because you're sitting there realizing that it's going to happen to you, too, some day.
I should know - my depression manifests as death anxiety. I don't much care about the dying process itself, because it doesn't seem all that different from living, except you can sort of tell you're shutting down. It's the moment after death that scares me. So, I don't go into cemetaries, even though my mom used to like to go through and read the headstones for relaxation.
My dad hates hospitals because people die there. He doesn't want to suffer through any of that. I think that as we get older and we start to put ourselves right in life, try to make up for regrets and prepare for the end, we have the ability to come to a new perspective, and to view our past as a growing experience that we are really happy we had.
But how many people actually take the time to reflect on the life they've lived, and to consider what's up ahead? We live in a fast food world where nobody gets sick, nobody dies, and everybody's trim and pretty and having sex all the time.
Personally, I think our culture's addiction to sex is also a sign of this massive social death anxiety. Sex is one of the easiest ways to ignore death - your body produces happy hormones that calm you down, and the procreative act is like spitting death in the eye. At the same token, we're so obsessed with it that we totally overlook the truth of the matter - death is real.
Darwinists say, our biological programming evolved to keep us alive, so no wonder we fear death. Christians say, we fear death because it's unnatural - it is something that came into the world because of sin. Regardless, it exists and it's something humans find unnatural and want to be rid of. Either we can embrace it and use it as a means to grow in love and understanding (whether to help us ender into the Kingdom Come or to help us leave a legacy that will be our only immortality is up to the individual), or we can continue to deny it and thus, deny our very humanity.
That's what's happening - people are denied their humanity in an effort to deny their deaths. So if someone suffers from depression but is not terminally ill, it's still a sign of dysfunction and eventually death. Better to be rid of someone who takes all the fun away than to have to do some introspection and realize your days are numbered.
It was hard to put this into words and probably it doesn't make a lot of sense, but I hope I got the point across.
Good thoughts, t e fine.
Thank you. Feel free to call me Tabs.
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