I think it’s not so nice from the doctor, to not warn you about what’s going to happen. Especially since you were the one carrying it out. I guess as a professional, they should know about the consequences of drugs they prescribe. Unless they’re somewhat incompetent, this may very well have been the intended/welcome/unavoidable outcome. And I think you’d have deserved a heads-up. Idk if that had helped you. But it’s probably hard. Some relatives will not let go. And you can’t refuse palliative care. So maybe the ethical way is to not talk too much after you got to a certain point.
Where I live it’s legal. There’s paperwork, a psychological interview of the patient and it must be done by somebody who is allowed to do so. My grandfather went like that. Even though it’s sad, I’m glad he got to go before it became even worse.
Euthanasia isnt really murder.
I mean if someone has a terminal illness and asked you to give them cyanide and you do, that not really murder.
Sure the law views it differently, but it morally not murder.
Yeah, and it was all “above board” as they say so I’m fine as far as the law goes. Doctor prescribed, followed hospice advice, etc…
Still considering it was the morphine that actually did her in, being the one who gave it to her made me feel responsible for her passing in a way.
I’m sorry for your pain and guilt. If I was in your grandmas position, though, morphine toxicity is how I’d prefer to go.
I think it’s not so nice from the doctor, to not warn you about what’s going to happen. Especially since you were the one carrying it out. I guess as a professional, they should know about the consequences of drugs they prescribe. Unless they’re somewhat incompetent, this may very well have been the intended/welcome/unavoidable outcome. And I think you’d have deserved a heads-up. Idk if that had helped you. But it’s probably hard. Some relatives will not let go. And you can’t refuse palliative care. So maybe the ethical way is to not talk too much after you got to a certain point.
Where I live it’s legal. There’s paperwork, a psychological interview of the patient and it must be done by somebody who is allowed to do so. My grandfather went like that. Even though it’s sad, I’m glad he got to go before it became even worse.