This is a meaningful essay in the NY Times by Susan Gubar, a woman living with metastatic ovarian cancer. She speaks from her heart, from "being there."
It begins with this memorable sentence: "We know little about death, after all: There are no survivors to tell the tale. But we do know something about dying."
This is a repository for material dealing with the experiences of dying people, grieving relatives and the care givers that attend them. It is a supplement to a Williams College course on Death and Dying that was held during January 2015.
Thursday, October 29, 2015
Monday, October 26, 2015
Why Are Doctors Afraid of The Word “Death”?
If death is seen as the last enemy of medicine, then doctors will lose
every time. The human mortality rate continues to hold steady at 100
percent and shows no signs of changing. Our next medical innovation —
the acceptance of our mortality — will not come as a technical solution to a scientific problem. It will have to be a more human approach to a deep mystery of every life — the mystery of being mortal.
This is an excerpt from a fine article in The Washington Post: Why Are Doctors Afraid of The Word "Death" that was sent to us by Karen Gunderscheimer of Williamstown, Massachusetts.
This is an excerpt from a fine article in The Washington Post: Why Are Doctors Afraid of The Word "Death" that was sent to us by Karen Gunderscheimer of Williamstown, Massachusetts.
Monday, October 19, 2015
The Lonely Death of George Bell
Apartment of George Bell after his unattended death in 2014 |
They found him in the living room, crumpled up on the mottled carpet. The police did. Sniffing a fetid odor, a neighbor had called 911. The apartment was in north-central Queens, in an unassertive building on 79th Street in Jackson Heights.
George Bell, a life-long bachelor, died unattended at age 72 in Queens, New York. If you make it through this article you will learn much and have much to ponder.
Deborah Alecson writes: This is a remarkable piece of investigative reporting that starts with the smell of death from within an apartmant to the life of a man, George Bell, who died ultimately alone amongst accumulated clutter and filth. We also learn about the "players" involved in this kind of death from the people who rummage through his belongings for important documents and for clues of people in his circle, to the handling of his body and its final cremation. This is a deeply human story placed in the heart of what a "death system" is in our urban culture.
The Letters on this article are also worth reading.
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