The Art of Dying . . .
As ghoulish as it might sound, death is the topic of the times. There are Death Cafés, proposed Death with Dignity legislation, and strong new movements, including “slow medicine,” which are intent on reclaiming the “good deaths” of our ancestors and by declining life-prolonging measures. There are doctors calling for new approaches and there are young people with incurable diseases choosing to end their lives.
These discussions are louder than they’ve been for years—probably ever (unless you count the 14th century, when the book Ars Moriendi, the Art of Dying, was the bestseller). Why? Because a tipping point has been reached: Baby Boomers and GenXers are now caught in an unprecedented tide of caretaking both children and parents (not to mention ourselves and our own aging bodies and getting ready for our own darn deaths). We are the first generation to be caught in such a caregiving-and-slow-death crisis.
Indeed, it’s this generation that is focused on death—and with a bit of spunk, too. A recent Pew Research Center study on end-of life issues found that less than half of people over 75 had given much thought to the end of their lives, and incredibly, only 22% of them had written down or talked to someone about medical treatment at the end of their lives. Folks of Pritchett’s generation, though, are embracing the End Shebang: The same Pew study finds a sharp increase in all adults putting something in writing (6 in 10 of us) and thinking through our deaths, which indicates that percentage-wise, it’s the younger folks who are preparing now.
Which is to say: The culture, it’s a-churning. The number of feature stories dealing with caretaking, assisted suicide, and end-of-life decisions are evidence of a new era. People would like to die—and sometimes would like others to die—and this doesn’t make them morbid or crazy or mean. No. They are merciful and kind and ethical. They just want to know how to gracefully accomplish what is going to happen anyway.
As she wrote this, Pritchett was helping her father die, while dealing with her own health-care crisis, making her one of the 28 million Americans who are either getting ready or helping someone else die.
She’s found herself without guidance and in a culture that’s confused. And it’s no wonder: In generations prior, people just, well, they died. Whether it was germs or viruses or cancer, folks were likely to go sooner. With medical intervention and technological wizardry, people are living longer than ever before, and they’re having to make decisions about procedures and medicines and ethics.
The goal, then? A clearer path to death. Whether it’s sudden or expected, whether it’s welcomed or feared, or whether the hang-ups are ethical, financial, practical, or emotional, this book offers some advice on How to Go.
The tone of this book helps guide the way: Humor allows intimacy with fear, makes sensitive issues approachable, helps make taboo topics part of normal conversation. Plus, the Homeworks -- well, they're actually the important kind!
Death, darn it, just happens!
2.5 million people die each year. 250,000 of us die per day. 108 billion people have walked the planet, and then died. That’s a lotta dying! And yet, where are the guidebooks? There are plenty of others out there on far less pressing topics—how to put on makeup, how to juggle, how to organize your desk. But where are the good ones on how to die well?
Pritchett couldn’t find one, so she sat down to write one herself—believing that necessity is the mother of all invention.
Indeed, death is a great and grand mystery, and the actual act of dying is the last physical act of our lives. We can do it well, like a graceful well-rehearsed piano solo--or we can do it clutzy, like that first awkward dance with that middle-school crush. If anything deserves our full attention, some preparation, or some renewed clarity, death might be it.
Death is serious business. And getting bad news really hurts. And coping with fear is no laughing matter. And yet. What else are we to do?
Some of it, in fact, is just plain ridiculous.
In this light-hearted, spunky exploration of the one thing that is certain, Making Friends with Death offers a look at all the uncertainty that precedes this final act.
Other Deathy books . . .
One-half of the contemporary books on dying are written by lay people, not doctors—meaning that they’re written by regular people, like me, who felt empowered to take back dying from the docs and advocate for a better way to do this. That, I found inspiring.
But I will say this: Upon putting these books down, even the good ones, I still wasn’t sure how to die. I wasn’t sure what to literally do so that I could “go well.” And I wished for more. Frankly, I wanted something practical. A How-To Guide. A Dummy’s Guide To Death. And it occurred to me that like me, many others are lacking in clear practical guidance, and worse yet, we are living in a culture and time that has an unprecedented pressure on us to do this whole dying thing badly. All this leaves us making nutso decisions, such as prolonging life even if it leads to great suffering for ourselves and for others, dying in all the wrong ways, and leaving huge messes for others to clean up.
So I wrote the one I wanted for me.