Since you are not medically trained, your opinion is just that, your opinion. Since you have never physically taken care of a patient with terminal cancer, and had to help them with ADLs and hear their complaints of pain, you have no idea how bad it can be.
I have increased morphine doses on dying patients. I would rather them be comfortable than in pain.
Since you don’t like hospitals and consider us murderers, I sugggest you avoid hospitals if you have chest pain , cannot breathe, or break a bone. Heal yourself.
I guess you have not read my previous posts....
I am a neuroscientist and my wife is an MD with 30+ years on the faculty of a internationally recognized school of medicine. We’ve worked together to care for hospice patients, several who have passed due to cancer, in our home. (For family and friends out of Love, never for payment) My family is a medically focused family with quite a few MD’s of various specialties. It really helps in emergency situations.
I started as a hospice volunteer in the early 1990’s and have worked with many different hospice organizations over the years due to my relocation. I’ve bathed, changed soiled linens and administered medications for more than my share of patients. 24/7 care is a lot different than a nursing shift where you get to leave for a spell to relax.
I also work to assist terminally ill people to understand and deal with the process of dying, having fully experienced it myself prior to returning to my physical body. Very few medical professionals have viewed the death process from the other side after experiencing it first hand. It adds a whole new perspective.
Being with someone when they die is a very special unique experience, especially for me as an extreme empath. I get to experience the Divine Love that encompasses them at the moment of death and afterward. When their eyes open wide and they yell out WOW in joy just prior to death, I see and feel the same things as they do. The experience is beyond words to describe and no amount of money would convince me to forgo it.
It is amazing when someone is in extreme pain, even after you have administered the maximum dosage of Oxy, and the pain is only diminished by praying with them. I have found that prayer is just as good or better than opiates for a dying person. This is not just about assisting a soul to leave the physical body, but making sure that fear, anger, guilt and pain are diminished as the person goes toward the blissful Light of Home. A soul will loosen its grip on the physical body and begin to transcend beyond the pain. With drugs, I’ve observed the soul being stuck in the dead body. (This also happens in abortions.) Just my experiences and observations.
The opinions of those medically trained are still just their opinions. I’ve gone head to head with many physicians over the years, but always with respect, facts and evidence based research. I admire and recognize their expertise, always asking them questions relating to their observations, diagnosis and treatment recommendations. For the most part, they are fabulous.
I’ve observed the nursing homes administering Risperidone to patients for the benefit of sedation side effect to decrease staffing when it is black boxed for the elderly in the PDR. I was personally involved as a consultant in the court cases where J & J paid billions of dollars for promoting it off label.
Drugs diminish a person’s ability to raise the frequency of their consciousness in prayer, to rise above the discomfort. They can pray for hours and there is no change as they are like a radio with the tuning knob missing, unable to change channels. In the process of dying, the soul raises its frequency as it transcends the physical finding its way home.
A 97 year old woman was crying and I asked her what was wrong. She replied, “I’m afraid I’m going to hell.” I spent the next three weeks with her, praying and observing the Light of the Holy Spirit working to cleanse her soul and body while she radiated heat like a furnace. This continued for three weeks(during this time she consumed no food and the last week was no food or liquids) until she died. I told the hospice nurse not to make a special trip that evening as I would prepare the body and she could just stop the next day during normal hours. Surprisingly, over twelve hours after the death when the nurse arrived, there was zero rigor mortis. Her body was as limp as a rag doll. That’s how much her body and soul were cleansed by the Holy Spirit.
Death is a spiritual experience that happens when medicine fails. Death should not be a medical experience!