Butterfly, I endorse your decisions and am glad to hear that your mother died peacefully. My husband and I have discussed at what point we would refuse chemo should either of us develop cancer. I would prefer palliative care and a better sense of well being than chase a small extension of time via chemo that is not working.
She was at the end and she knew it and had chosen her own path. You would never had agreed to what she wanted if she had not suggested it.
It wasn't that simple, Butterfly. Mum had dementia and had practically given up talking. She was not particularly unwell but after a fall when she broke her leg, she refused to walk any more, although she was able to stand. When she decided to stop eating she did not voice her decision in any coherent way. I was called to the home because she was behaving strangely. She was singing exultantly like some crazy opera diva and waving her hands about. Mum did not sing, could not sing.
When she saw me she made direct eye contact and said "No more," several times while making a gesture with her hands. one hand on top of the other while making firm downwards motions. Then she resumed singing.
Intuitively I sensed that she was saying that she was willing to go, even eager to go. She had always believed that the beloved dead arrive to escort you from life to something else and I felt that she had had some kind of vision that excited her. In spite of her dementia she was not prone to hallucinations up to that point.
So, what do you do about a demented old lady who is acting crazy, possibly halucinating and refusing food? She had never talked about death much except to say that she didn't want to know that she was dying when the time came. Mum was feisty and I knew that she would fight any efforts at force feeding which is why I forbad it. I did ask that she continue to be offered food and drink but all she would accept was a few sips of water with honey and lemon to freshen her mouth. Once I tried to trick her with a spoonful of soup but she rejected it immediately and I again got the "no more" instruction and the hand gesture, which confirmed to me that I had interpreted it correctly at the outset.
I know that I did the right thing and I certainly didn't do it without talking to my sister and other family members. We were all in agreement.
That situation is very different to this hypothetical one - When Mum broke her leg she was unable to have it fixed for nine days because she was on blood thinning medication. Nine days in hospital for an old woman with dementia and a broken leg is very hard. Had someone suggested to me that the best course of action was to give her morphine and allow her to die, with or without something to accelerate the process, would I have been justified in consenting? I think not, yet I do fear this as a logical extension of voluntary euthanasia. Once the most extreme pain is eliminated, why not progress to removing current but lesser pain and then possible future pain in the very elderly?
Mum was always pretty stoic but some other old ladies cried out and wept every time a nurse attended to them. Their cries were hard to listen to but do they really mean that life has become unbearable, or just that particular moment ? Is it possible that in the future these decisions will ultimately be decided on economic grounds rather than humanitarian ones? I hope not.