Choices

It's amazing, the dynamics of 6 siblings, who had known each other for half a century, coming together to discuss and to decide for their 84 year old mum whether to undergo operation.

Have they done this before?  They seem so comfortable, and so use to doing this. 

There were 2 options, the main care givers explained.  Facts and information, and to a large extent, personal opinions were shared.  Then each sibling was asked to state their views and choice.  The final choice had the majority votes.  I was there, I was asked for my opinion.  I said I had none.

What did I really think?  There was no 2 options.  There was no choice.  All except Uncle Eric opted for Grandma to go for the op.  Despite cardiologist's "mortality rate is high".  In another words, her chances of surviving the op is low.  The reason cited by everyone is that quality of life is more important than length.  I don't disagree, neither do Uncle Eric I think.  Uncle Eric asked "what quality of life are we talking about if she doesn't survive the op?".  I agree.  We are kidding ourselves.  We are placing a bet with odds against us.  But everyone is ready to accept the consequence of losing.  Losing means letting her go, letting go of our suffering, and deciding for her to end ... Is losing winning?