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This document discusses the human experience of cognitive decline and dementia. It notes that as the brain loses its abilities, people can lose their sense of self and connection to others. They may progress to an infant-like state, unable to understand their surroundings. The document reflects on the fear of losing one's mind and autonomy in old age. While some want to fight to the end, others say they would prefer a gentle death over suffering from severe cognitive impairment. However, the deep human drive to survive makes actively seeking death unnatural.
This document discusses the human experience of cognitive decline and dementia. It notes that as the brain loses its abilities, people can lose their sense of self and connection to others. They may progress to an infant-like state, unable to understand their surroundings. The document reflects on the fear of losing one's mind and autonomy in old age. While some want to fight to the end, others say they would prefer a gentle death over suffering from severe cognitive impairment. However, the deep human drive to survive makes actively seeking death unnatural.
This document discusses the human experience of cognitive decline and dementia. It notes that as the brain loses its abilities, people can lose their sense of self and connection to others. They may progress to an infant-like state, unable to understand their surroundings. The document reflects on the fear of losing one's mind and autonomy in old age. While some want to fight to the end, others say they would prefer a gentle death over suffering from severe cognitive impairment. However, the deep human drive to survive makes actively seeking death unnatural.
The idea that our mind is linked to our existence isnt so
much a poetical platitude, as a desperate attempt to claim certainty and knowledge in a world beset by the unknown. Though we know much more about the brain than Renee Descartes did when he put forth the statement above, it is difficult to empathise with someone whose mind has started to decline. Pain may be universal, as are other experiences, but losing ones acuity and mental abilities is rarely transient, and shared mostly by those in their 11th hour. Unlike any other organ, the brain is self-aware. It can recognise its own failings. For example, an elderly patient may recognise that their memory is fading, and with it their connection to others. This can lead to distress, anger, and depression. As the condition gets worse, the patient may lose the ability to process information altogether, and the transition from independent to vulnerable continues. They may revert to an infant-like state, unable to comprehend what happens around them. Dylan Thomas, a famous Welsh poet, once berated his ailing father for giving in so easily to Death. Do not go gentle into that good night/Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Thomas father was blessed with a supportive son, and the benefit of lucidity can offer you the choice of whether to keep hold of, or shrug off, the mortal coil. Others do not enjoy that luxury. At our family dinner table, we sometimes talk about relatives who, in old age, have lost a firm hold of their mind. They have become forgetful, lonely, and sometimes catatonically dependent. Inevitably, we fear for our own future selves, and whether we will be victims of this condition. We are acutely aware that neurodegenerative disease, to give it a more formal name, is the precursor to a loss of autonomy. We swear that, should we find ourselves in such an extreme case, we would prefer to go gently into the night, rather than suffer in the eve. Call it a folly of youth, but we interpret the sanctity of life a little differently. Yet it is so against human nature to do so. The will to live, borne out of survival mechanisms, is intrinsic to so much of what we do, and how we view society. Its an odd thought, but no one asked us whether we wanted to live. Simply, one day, we came into existence and that urge to survive kicked in. We are buffeted by pendulum swing of fortune and misfortune. We pursue our dreams, fuelled on by a dissatisfaction with how things are now. But when the dreams no longer come, when we are satisfied, do we have to take that same passive, accepting stance as we lie dying? Can we not be one step ahead of the pain of losing our faculties before we die? Can we not search for Death, before it finds us?