my friend’s parents are 88. one of them has recently become really weak and sickly. they took him to the hospital and found out he’s riddled with cancer, and now he and the family are in shock. they can’t believe he’s going to die.
but he’s 88. i wonder how can anyone be surprised that they’re near death when they’re 88. shit, every day of my life i think about how i could get hit by a car at any second, or fall over dead from a brain aneurysm. death is an ever-present possibility for everyone, regardless of age, and its likelihood only increases with age so i’m shocked when old people are shocked that they’re about to die. what did they think was going to happen?
bearing that in mind, i wish everyone would get a ‘do not resuscitate’ order on the day they hit 75, or whenever they begin to become infirm. i don’t get why the frail and weak would want to cling to life. what the hell are they clinging to, what would they want to be revived for? more time to spend sitting listlessly in a wheelchair, pissing themselves, on life support? jesus.
no one should be afraid. that kind of life is far worse than death.