Lola Lomy

[ Monday, October 13, 2008 ]

My wish?

A very close relative has Alzheimer’s, and is currently going through a difficult phase. And we know it can only get worse. My heart goes out to her, her loved ones, relatives and friends who care about her.

Will I, someday, become senile and go through the same condition? I used to keep a journal but it’s getting to be a chore more and more; a waste of time because more often than not, I stare into space trying to recall what I did today—much less the day before. I am pretty sure all my previous entries have been uneventful ditties, anyway. I used to stress out that I haven’t done an entry for the day.

I am probably going to live for a long, long time…but, should Alzheimer’s set in or something inevitable happens, I would like this pronouncement known: my personal will, if you will…on my blog. This is so everyone will witness through the ether and pay heed if I am no longer able to fend for myself.

In case I go into a degenerative or vegetative state, and there is no turning back, Please DNR!

If you, my loved ones, insist on keeping me alive, please be prepared to spend lots of money to pay someone to care for me. Let someone else do any dirty work. I do not want, ever, to be a burden. I do not want to subject you to anguish over my condition.  Give me the dignity to be presentable to your eyes. I do not want to be pitied; I wish not to be patronized, coaxed or cajoled like a child. I would feel offended if you, my loved ones, would feel any guilt by not serving me at my state. I think we have a bond strong enough to feel any guilt, don’t you?

My loved ones, if you accept this, then I shall have had last wish fulfilled, and thus truly rest in peace.