I am so grateful to the State Legislature — particularly Senate Majority Leader Andrea Stewart-Cousins and Assembly Speaker Carl Heastie — for green-lighting medical aid in dying in New York. I have been an advocate for many years of giving dying New Yorkers this compassionate end-of-life option. Now it’s up to Gov. Kathy Hochul to sign the Medical Aid in Dying Act into law.
Very simply, medical aid in dying allows adults, who are capable of making their own health care decisions, with confirmed prognoses of six months or less to live with an incurable and irreversible disease or illness, to request a prescription that they can take themselves — if they choose — to end their pain and suffering and die peacefully.
Those who know me, or the work I’ve done for decades, know that I am committed to helping people do everything they can to stay alive. But through that work, I’ve also learned that there comes a point when death is inevitable, and imminent.
I’m sure there are many readers who, like me, have watched someone suffer as they are dying. Anyone who has experienced it will agree that it is traumatic. I’ve had that unfortunate experience with both my son and my mother. I tried to do everything in my power to provide love and comfort to ease their pain and suffering.
Let me be very clear. Medical aid in dying is not giving up on life. This option simply gives those who are dying — with no chance of surviving a terminal illness — the ability to make their own decisions about the end of their lives.
The pain of sitting with a loved one as he or she waits to die in agony never goes away. To this day, I can still hear my son gasping for breath. In the end, there was no hope for survival, and very little we could do to help him avoid suffering.
While my son was dying, my mother was dealing with her own terminal breast cancer. She prayed to die so that her pain would stop, but there was nothing anyone could do. It is still difficult for me to talk about that dark time, when I traveled between bedsides and faced the unimaginable.
After losing the two people who were closest to me, and my own diagnosis of breast cancer, I have dedicated my life to eradicating cancer and helping cancer patients on Long Island. We’ve seen so many advances in cancer-fighting treatments and therapies, and I know we will continue to see further advances, providing more and more opportunities for people with cancer to live long, productive, enjoyable lives.
I am a founding member of 1 in 9: The Long Island Breast Cancer Action Coalition, and the founder of Hewlett House, a community resource center providing services to Long Island and New York City for all cancer concerns. This safe haven for cancer patients, now in its 30th year, has been witness to a lot of joy, and a lot of pain.
I am a five-time cancer survivor myself, and I continue to fight every day against this disease. But I know there will be a day — hopefully a long time away — when my time will come and I cannot fight anymore. I want the option of medical aid in dying. While I may not decide to take the medication to end my life, I want that option. I’ve earned that option. We’ve all earned that option — whether or not we choose to take it.
The Legislature has finally done its job. It took 10 long years and many New Yorkers dying while suffering. But the Medical Aid in Dying Act has now passed both houses, and has the overwhelming support of New Yorkers in poll after poll.
Governor Hochul, I implore you to sign the act into law and show dying New Yorkers some love as they face their final days.
Geri Barish, Baldwin, is executive director of Hewlett House and a pioneer of the breast cancer activism community on Long Island.
