documentary- end game.

[susanna]

2. I did not say anything when I first watched this, a couple months ago.

I am sorry for that.

This film lifted some heavy weights off of my shoulders. I was my sister's Power of Attorney for medical decisions. She wanted to live forever. I wanted her to as well. But our system of health care was awful to her, and she was denied treatment at crucial stages until all hope was gone. I was the one who had to make the ultimate decision to let her go. My family still debates whether I did the right thing. That broke my heart and still hurts my spirit. I did what I thought was right.

I feel like the mother of the younger woman in this film; I just did not want my sister, my first best friend, to suffer one day more when it had become so obvious that it was over (there is a biological reason that I won't get into, but it was a clear hallmark of impending death).

My sister's hospice team and volunteers were some of the best people in I have ever known, and I will never forget them. They helped and comforted me in ways I cannot even explain.

Bless you so much, mopinko. What you do as a hospice volunteer is life-changing.

Sharing this film touched at least one life, mine, and I am grateful for it. Thank you again.