No One's Business But My Own
The following essay is from the NPR My Cancer weekly podcast:
There was an interesting case in Virginia last week. A 16-year-old boy, Abraham Cherrix, has Hodgkin's disease. Caught early, that form of cancer can be cured in 90 percent of children and teenagers.
But Abraham found his first round of chemo so debilitating that he decided to forgo a second one. Instead, he went on a special diet and turned to a form of treatment that was banned in the U.S in 1960 but is still available in Mexico.
A county social worker asked a judge to intervene. The first judge ordered Abraham to undergo whatever treatment his doctors decided on. The family appealed, and last week, they came to an agreement with the state. Abraham will be treated by an oncologist who's interested in alternative treatments. The court will get regular updates on his condition until he turns 18 or until he's cured. He doesn't have to undergo chemotherapy.
Clearly, if he were 18 or older, this would have never been an issue. But there are much larger principles at stake here. Who determines the best course of treatment? We all saw what happens when the system — and politicians — run amok. Like the Terri Schiavo case. Does anyone else have the right to intervene? Or should it all be left up to the individual and his or her family?
Society has an interest and responsibility to protect children. But we routinely try teenagers as adults for certain crimes. So who's to say that a young person isn't perfectly qualified to make the most important decisions there are: how to live and, if it comes to it, how to die?
Most people, certainly most people who haven't had to go through it, probably believe any measure that might prolong life or lead to a cure is worth taking, no matter how unpleasant. One of the hardest things someone can do is to stand helplessly while an order not to resuscitate a patient is carried out. You want to do something. You want to continue to fight. But that may not be what the patient wants.
As for me, I'm not ready to give up — not by a long shot. But I can absolutely understand how someone can reach that decision. It's not a decision to give up. It's not admitting defeat or taking the easy way out. It's simply making a decision on how to proceed. If the treatment is too painful, then it's easy to see how someone may decide that enough is enough, try some other form of treatment or simply let nature take its course.
Is it up to someone else to tell him or her what treatment to follow? Even if the treatment they reject may very well cure them?
We've talked about alternative therapies before. Many people believe traditional Western medicine doesn't have the answers. Don't they have the right to try something else? Of course they do, although I have to admit, some alternative treatments are hoaxes.
I think a lot of people think I'm kidding when I say that when the time comes, I'm going to Hawaii, laying my credit card down, and telling the bartender to keep the mai tais coming. I'm not joking. I'd much prefer that to spending my last hours in a hospital plugged into all sorts of machines. And that's my right. I sure as hell don't want anyone else to tell me I can't do that, or I'm giving up, or I should just try this one last treatment.
I have decided how I will live for the last 51 years. I will continue to decide what treatments to have and which ones to avoid. And when the time comes — whenever that is — I will also decide, at least in part, how I will die. And that is no one's business but my own.
7:23 AM ET | 08-21-2006 | permalink


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