Death...living...and dying, in days of C-19.
We hupersons have always commented on death. In ancient classical times, here in the West, the philosophers had at it. During the Middle Ages, it was largely the church. Later, as in the Great War, the poets did so, but kept a certain distance from the nitty gritty. Hell, even the cave persons had their cave wall art, with themes of fertility, animal prey, and yes, oh you CS bozos on our great bus, the Grim Reaper.Heard a new medical sadistic. It would seem that, for the first time, folks choosing to die at home, exceeded the numbers (%?), wanting to die in hospital. Hospice programs are chock full. And in many parts of the world, access to modern treatments, such as these are, is hardly equal.
We all have ideas on this. As with Ebola, and other such Viruses, contamination typically made victims die alone, away from loved ones, although clinicians often tried their best to fill in. In some nursing (care) homes, family gathered about windows.
Of course, as with most families, the good old fashioned love-hate Jones intervenes. Nuff said.
But these numbers are telling. Hospital care can help save some, but treatments aren't exactly state of the art, and can certainly not be a cake walk.
Lots to ponder. Another benefit of the Virus? Any finger/hand painting of intensive care units on the walls and ceilings?