There is so much we get wrong in the provision of health and care services. Everyone has a story: of misdiagnosis, of receiving the wrong treatment, of hopeless gaps in communication or care. Sometimes such things happen through deliberate cruelty or neglect, but more often through ordinary human fallibility, and the clumsiness and imperfection of the systems we create to try to look after each other.
I cannot imagine ever supporting assisted dying. I want to avoid the false hope of “I would support it if…” because my “if” is hardwired into the way our world works. I would support assisted dying if I could be confident that we got it right every time. And that is impossible.
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