Alex Schadenberg
Executive Director, Euthanasia Prevention Coalition
It seemed like a cruel joke when Medical Assistance in Dying (MAiD) pops up in my social media news feed.
As I scrolled through the articles and posts from other chronically ill Canadians, it looked like I'd qualify even without terminal cancer or a degenerative neurological disease. Out of morbid curiosity, I checked out the criteria on the Health Canada website.
It says that to be eligible I must have a "grievous and irremediable medical condition," which includes being in an "advanced state of decline that cannot be reversed" and causes "unbearable suffering."
My condition, fibromyalgia, can be summarized by chronic pain, fatigue and migraines. I was born with this condition and have lived with it day by day, going from doctor to doctor, and from hope to despair. There is no cure. This condition — which regularly prevents me from doing even the most mundane tasks — is never going away. It will always be there.
In other words, based on definitions, Nassopoulos may qualify for euthanasia. She continues:
But an assisted death isn't what I'm looking for. I have a dark sense of humour (chronic disabilities will do that to a person), but not that dark.The government assistance that Nassopoulos receives has been reduced because the Québec government considers her condition to be temporary, as she says, I wish it was. She continues:
Those posts in my feed about MAiD made me feel disheartened and distracted. I went back to preparing a medical report detailing my chronic health conditions for the Quebec government so that I may beg to keep what meagre benefits I had.
Preparing the report is one of many things on my to-do list, which sadly also includes working up the strength to take a shower or make a meal. I say or, because sometimes I have to choose between the two depending on my energy level.
This is the second time in four years that I'm preparing the same report because my assistance has been reduced. I feel like a cartographer sketching out a map of pain for a trip she's undertaken countless times. Each time, I go back to my filing cabinet to remind them that fibromyalgia is a chronic condition — that I can't work, that I need help.She then concludes:
Perhaps this report would be more believable if my doctor wrote about how the pain in my spine prevents me from sitting at a desk job, about how the pain in my legs prevents me from standing in a retail job, about my hands — often faithful companions that help me create works of art but they switch on a dime and betray me to the point where I couldn't even hold a plate of food or operate a cash register.
The $720 per month that I currently receive in financial assistance isn't enough to pay for a place of my own, so instead I rent a room in my mother's home, helping out with her mortgage. After my phone bill and my Spotify subscription (which is precious to me), I have $200 left to cover my groceries for the month — and prices are rising fast.
I don't feel like I'm asking for much. Therapy, for starters, would be amazing. Enough income to pay for vitamins, fresh vegetables and more meat, all of which likely won't cure me but would make me healthier. The ability to try other medications or long-term treatments could mean I might conceivably work in the service industry.
Then, at age 38, I might finally be able to move out of my aging mother's basement.
These aren't outrageous requests for miracle cures or a wish to win the lottery...
That's why when I saw the option for MAiD in my social media feed, it felt like I've been given the options of extreme poverty or death. I'm told to seek help, but am then asked if I really need it or told flat out that I don't qualify because my debilitating chronic illness is temporary.
I still wake up every day, chat with my friends and visit with my loving and supportive partner. I help my mother out around the house that I can't afford to leave, and, if my illness lets me, actually do work as a costume designer or create a piece of art.
And I still have that medical report to submit. I do it because perhaps this time around my government might revise their definition of chronic illnesses. I do it because I'm still an optimist. I do it because there are no other options.
I know because I looked.
Further reading:
- Quebec Court expands euthanasia law by striking down the terminal illness requirement. (Link).
- Canada passes Bill C-7 allowing euthanasia for mental illness (Link).
- Canada's law will provide not prevent suicide for some psychiatric patients (Link).
- Euthanasia for mental illness. Killing people with an uncertain prognosis (Link).
- Abbotsford police investigating euthanasia death (Link).
- Canada is not as advertised. Euthanasia is eugenics (Link).
- Canada's euthanasia law is the most permissive in the world (Link).
- (MAiD) euthanasia for disability and poverty (Link).
- (MAiD) euthanasia for mental illness and poverty (Link).
- Veterans affairs worker advocates euthanasia for PTSD (Link).\
- Abandoning people. Canada's broadening euthanasia laws (Link).
- Mother wants to stop 23-year-old son from dying by euthanasia (Link).
- Bereaved mother speaks out against euthanasia (Link).
- Woman died by euthanasia because of inadequate home care (Link).
- Infant euthanasia proposed by Quebec College of Physicians (Link).
- How poverty not pain is driving people with disabilities to euthanasia (Link).
- Ontario man seeks euthanasia to avoid homelessness (Link).
- Why did they kill my brother? (Link).
- Canada's doctors offer euthanasia before receiving a request (Link).
- Food bank clients asking for euthanasia based on poverty (Link).
- No other options. An expose on euthanasia in Canada (Link).
- Poverty and euthanasia creates public interest but euthanasia is abhorent on its own (Link).
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