Fantasy author (sounds so crass to label him as such) Sir Terry Pratchett has been diagnosed with Alzheimer’s Disease, a terrible and nasty thing to suffer through and conversely a terrible and nasty thing to have your loved ones suffer through.
But he believes humans live well but die terribly by not allowing compassionate deaths. “We are very good at living in this society but very bad at dying. We could learn a lot from the Victorians in this respect,” he told a recent audience in London.
When asked how he would like to die, Pratchett told them he had been thinking about that a lot.
“Since I was told I had Alzheimer’s my mind has been very concentrated on this,” he said. “My way to end my life will be to sit on my lawn at my home in Wiltshire with a bottle of brandy and Thomas Tallis playing on my iPod. I can’t think of a better way to make my departure. Hopefully the doctor will have been around earlier to give me the appropriate injection.”