The chances of the regime to save your life are almost equal to that you may die because of the treatment. So, why do we use such drugs to save, or in many cases to kill, our patients? Is it because life is worthy to live, even with suffering?? I don’t think so. In my opinion, I would rather die in agony, than living in pain. Or waiting my time to come, so eager to live or so eager to die?
Ok, last Tuesday I was in my wander land, El Shimisy hospital. A patient was brought by his son to discuss the possibility of performing AV fistula to dialysis. The doctor rejected that softly, and smartly. Later, he told me I would rather leave the patient dying in ease that taking him through all these surgeries and pain. No need to mention that the patient is almost dying.
Still, do we have the authority to control lives? I don’t know.
Back to chemo thereby, we still use it to save patients. Yet what about using a drug every day to save my life, and in same time, I know it will be ruined soon later, with or without the drug. That’s really hard equation.
My life is just like these papers.. line-less.. full of expectations, and many unexpected events.. so, I'm not sure how it would end.. though I feel the end is approaching soon.. Still it's lineless
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