|Halloween in Portland, Oregon (www.flickr.com)|
Mom: I'm moving to Oregon.
Me: Oh, is it because it's one of the few states that has the "Death With Dignity" law?
Mom: Yes, it is.
Me: I don't think you'll find a doctor who will agree to assist in your suicide, just because your manicurist's rates went up.
Mom: I'll find someone who will.
Me: Okay, in the meantime I'll do some research, and get back to you.
Mom: Are you going to use that Google machine?
Mom: Well, be careful. They could use the information against you. Don't mention that you're related to me, and definitely don't tell them where I live.
Me: I'll try to remember that. By the way, do you have any terminal conditions I should know about?
Mom: I'm terminally bored with this conversation. I'll talk to you later.
According to the Death With Dignity National Center, "The Oregon, Washington, and Vermont Death laws allow mentally competent, terminally-ill adult state residents to voluntarily request and receive a prescription medication to hasten their death. This is one of many end-of-life care options available in Oregon, Washington, and Vermont."
Sadly, this news has made headlines as a twenty-nine-year-old woman suffering from terminal brain cancer made arrangements to end her life on November 1 in Portland, Oregon. Brittany Maynard's plan is to be surrounded by her family and best friend, as she takes a powerful prescription to end her suffering. Her family generously offered to relocate with her to Oregon, the first "Death With Dignity" state after she exhausted all of her treatment options. This beautiful, brave young woman will be ending her life on her terms, but she has decided to postpone the date. Thanks to Janie Junebug for informing me of Brittany's recent decision.
I spoke to my mom again later that day.
Me: Since you have a big birthday coming up, maybe we can have a destination celebration in Oregon!
Mom: Why would I want to do that?
Me: You said you wanted to move there a few hours ago.
Mom: Well, I did some research of my own.
Mom: And I'm not going.
Me: You couldn't convince your hair stylist to move with you?
Mom: Have I mentioned that you're terminally annoying?