None of Us Can Judge
“There are great inequities in this world; not everyone has access to the same resources. But that doesn't mean that anyone else gets to decide who deserves it and who doesn't.”
I read every note that all of you send in to the My Cancer blog. I take great strength from them and from all of you. But every once in a while, there is a note that just stops me cold. And not always in a good way. A woman named Pam wrote in yesterday to say this:
"Every morning, while drinking my first cup of the day, I sit at the computer and read what NPR has to offer. I start with the daily headlines, the growing numbers of innocent victims of genocide, war, hunger, disease, poverty. And then I move on to this blog. I am not and have never been the 'victim' of cancer and for that I am grateful. I'm certain this will be interpreted by all as heartless, but amid all the death, destruction and sadness that comes with being born at the wrong time in the wrong place, I question the morality of expending unknown amounts of resources extending the life of one adult 'victim' who, it appears, has lived a privileged life up to this point. Am I alone when I ask this question?"
I assume the "victim" who lived the privileged life is me. Did this note make me angry? Yes. Sad? That, too. But there is a lot to think about here. And a lot to respond to.
First off, I feel privileged, but maybe not in the way that Pam thinks. I have always talked about what I call "the luck of the draw." I had the great good luck to be born in this country. Had I been born in Kosovo or Rwanda or Somalia, my life would have been very, very different. The world is unfair. Not every child born has the same opportunities, the same chances. Life is unfair. And I know it. I've seen it. Not in pictures in the paper, sitting around my kitchen table or on the news. I have seen it up close. I have seen far too many people, literally tens of thousands of them, die before my eyes. I know for a fact there have been times when I have been the very last thing that people saw on this earth. So I think I do know what it means to be born in the "wrong place at the wrong time."
But let's get to the real question here: the morality of expending unknown amounts of resources to save, well, to save me. My care is expensive. I know that. The drugs cost tens of thousands of dollars over time. Same with surgery and radiation. But is that really how Pam wants to value life? Is my life — or the lives of the millions of people out there with cancer — only worth so much? How much in the way of resources should be expended? And who decides?
I remember back in Rwanda in 1994. There was a refugee camp — well, actually it was a death camp — just over the border in what was then Zaire. There were something like 100,000 people there. Most were already dead; the others dying. In the middle was a small tent run by Doctors Without Borders. They were trying to treat the dying, or to at least ease their pain. I asked one of the doctors how she did it. She said you just pick one person, do what you can for them, and then move on to the next. That's the only way you can stay sane. You can't look at all 100,000. Somehow, I don't think she was worried about expending her resources on just one person at a time.
I guess that's my biggest problem with Pam's note. She doesn't know me, except for maybe the little I have said about my life in the blog or my bio on the site. How can anyone else judge what our lives are worth? Because I've said I have had a full life, does that mean, in Pam's view, it's OK for me to die? Should those resources be spent on someone who had a different kind of life? One she would see as less "privileged"? Again, who decides? Should it be based on income? Education? What?
None of us is in a position to judge another's life. And cancer isn't a judge, either. It doesn't pick some people out on moral, economic or any other basis. Some of us get it, others don't. Cancer, as I have said before, is not a value judgment.
If I sound a little angry, I guess it's because I am. All of us — all of you out there — deserve to live. There are great inequities in this world; not everyone has access to the same resources. But that doesn't mean that anyone else gets to decide who deserves it and who doesn't. In the end, life is about loving people, especially in their times of need, and hoping that when you may end up in the same situation, someone will be there to love you.
Pam wonders if her question will be considered "heartless." That's a judgment I'll leave to others. But ignorant? You bet.
6:50 AM ET | 01-12-2007 | permalink


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