posted on Jan, 1 2013 @ 08:59 PM
My mother was put on 'pathway' here in the UK. She died in January 2012, at the age of 75, after being morphined to death. It's a complex story to
tell, because I cannot prove that she was, but all I am reading points to 'pathway' treatment.
Late November 2011, both my brother and I noticed a small deterioration in our mother's health. She never smoked, and led a very active life.
Fiercely independent, sharp as nail in mind and very intelligent. She lived alone, and preferred to do so, while mu brother and I visited once a week
at different times, just to make sure she was okay.
Third week of November, my brother called to see her and found her on the floor. He called me, and I went to see her. We callled an ambulance (which
might as well have been a hearse). She was very weak, looking very frail (which for both my brother and I was distressing to see). Her blood pressure
was very low, and she could not stand on her own. Right there and then we knew her days of independent living had gone...I also believe she knew it as
They took to hospital for observation and tests. They kept her in because they said they had found certain chemical signatures they were not happy
with, and further tests were required. We visited every other day, but for the next 6 weeks, my brother and I watched our mother fade away into a very
weak, very gaunt, thin, skeletal shell. She had been diagnosed with onset dementia, so as she faded, her memories became the reality. She began to
relive snapshots of her life as if they were reality. She was fading and she was going.
Her brain had ceased receiving or processing hunger signals (a natural consequence of old age dying preparation), so she did not eat, but this
probably began a week or two before she went into hospital. About the 5th week in hospital, we were told that ultrasound scans had detected multiple
lumps in her stomach and colon, and that it was inoperable lymphoma cancers. They said they wanted to put her on mild chemotherapy, but I decried
against this, as I saw no point in artificially poisoning her while it wasn't going to nothing more than add further toxins into her blood stream,
and in her weak state would only compound her pain.
On Sunday evening, January 3rd, 2012, I received a call from my brother to get to the hospital as our mother had taken a turn for the worse. It ws
21-30 when I got to the hospital, shortly after, mu brother arrived. How the hospital knew my mother had not long to live I don't know? We sat by her
bedside for two and a half hours. She looked very comfortable, sleeping soundly, attached to saline drip and a heart monitor and also a brething
apparatus, even though she was breathing on her own.
About 23-15, the nurse asked if she could change my mother's position, and give her a shot of morphine, because according to her, my mother looked in
pain...I don't know how she knew this or how she could tell? My brother and I went outside for 10 minutes and returned. Back at our mother's
bedside, she was very uncomfortable, her breathing was laboured and struggling. The nurses had done something which totally aggravated my mother's
rest, but after about 15 mins, our mother seemed to settle down a little, but her breathing remained a fight for breath in staggered and staccato
inhales and exhales. On occassion she would seem to exhale and pause for a few seconds before inhaling again. A couple of times both my brother and I
stood up from our seats thinking she had died, only for her to regain the struggle for breath.
At 01-50, Monday, January 4th, 2012, our mother took her last breath. When we finally left the hospital at 3am, I had mixed feelings going through me.
I could not shake the intuitive feeling that my mother had been euthansed. She died the same way a killer dies with lethal injection. Neither my
brother or I were consulted or asked permission for this action, the hospital took it upon itself to do it, and I cannot prove it, even though it all
transpired before our own eyes. At the time, I wasn't even aware of the 'pathway' scheme. As far as I was concerned, it was illegal to euthanse in
the UK as there was/is no law that allows it? So technically, the hospital murdered my mother on state-sanction approval.
It doesn't matter how noble and caring the intentions, death is not their's to grant, that decision must always remain with the family, and they
must have the full unreserved information at hand in order to make any decision.
Now it seems, 'Pathway' was in use quietly all the time, and because of that, it helps prepare people to accept it as a noble and caring option.
Didn't Hitler nobly and caringly despatch hundreds of thousands of people during the early 1930s, such as the disabled and mentally weak and
down-syndromes? Is this what we have come to now?
The hospital could induce terminal symptoms and no one would be the wiser. We are basically accepting state-sanctioned euthanasia just so our loved
ones won't suffer.