Don Herbert, the oxygen-deprived firefighter who after a ten-year coma woke up and went on a 14-hour talking jag, has died of pneumonia.
Sadly, at no point during his decade-long coma did his wife consider his right to death with dignity. Instead, she and their four children selfishly stuck things out with this damaged "person" until a combination of medicines allowed him to speak. What follows is even more mysterious as, with his speech restored, he failed to demand to be starved and dehydrated to death, even though he was blind, brain-damaged and unable to go shopping at the mall. Bedridden in a nursing home and minus the ability to wield a credit card, he had no quality of life; and during his last week on Earth was forced to play a pathetic game of catch with his four sons who just kept coming around, all seemingly unaware that the most important word in the English language is "closure."
Unconscionably, he died of the inevitable opportunist infection, surrounded by the very people who had failed to do the right thing and have him euthanized.
A touching story with a sad ending, and your point is the first thing that popped into my mind, as well.
Posted by: mike at February 22, 2006 12:25 PMHe had a lot more going for him than many healthy people: he was loved.
Posted by: Donnah at February 22, 2006 12:33 PM