MORE ADVANCE PRAISE FOR
THE LAST DOCTOR
Powerfully honest and compelling, this book tackles the tough questions head on. MAiD is about choice, and these stories capture the truth of those who choose a dignified departure and the wonderful human beings who make it possible. Jean is one of those. In a simple yet profound way Jean makes the case that while MAiD does take away someones life, it first gives it back to them. That is indeed the power of good. Without the brave souls who take the risky, first steps we would have no Medicare,no vaccines in this country. And without their compassion we would not have Medical Assistance in Dying to help those who want autonomy in lifeand in death.
Senator Pamela Wallin, Advocate for MAiD and Advance Requests, Member of the Special Joint Parliamentary Committee on Medical Assistance in Dying
The Last Doctor is a majestic book about the power of kindness and the language of love. It will change forever how you think about medically assisted dying. Your end-of-life self will love, honour, and cherish Dr. Jeans insights.
Dr. Joe MacInnis, author of Deep Leadership
What a truly remarkable book. Characters that come to life with the flick of a pen. Sentences that make one stop, read, reread, and ponder. Dr. Marmoreos commitment, intelligence, fierceness, frustration, humour, and, most importantly, compassion come through on every page. If you want to understand the sometimes messy sometimes tidy, sometimes simple sometimes complex, and always profound world of medical assistance in dyingread this book.
Jocelyn Downie, CM, FRSC, FCAHS, SJD, Professor in the Faculties of Law and Medicine, Dalhousie University
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Title: The last doctor : lessons in living from the front lines of medical assistance in dying / Dr. Jean Marmoreo and Johanna Schneller.
Names: Marmoreo, Jean, author. | Schneller, Johanna, author.
Identifiers: Canadiana (print) 20220142327 | Canadiana (ebook) 20220142688 | ISBN 9780735241077 (hardcover) | ISBN 9780735241084 (EPUB)
Subjects: LCSH: Marmoreo, JeanAnecdotes. | LCSH: Assisted suicideCanada. | LCSH: Assisted suicideCanadaAnecdotes. | LCGFT: Anecdotes.
Classification: LCC R726 .M37 2022 | DDC 616.02/9dc23
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For Yolanda Martins,
whose generosity and grace in her quest for a dignified death prompted an inner journey, and this book.
WILD GEESE
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
Mary Oliver
Contents
PROLOGUE
Yolanda, Part One
I was supposed to administer the drugs that would end Yolanda Martinss life at ten a.m. There was only one problem: I needed a nurse to insert the intravenous lines, and the nurse hadnt arrived.
The mood in the house had already gone up and down more times than an elevator. About a dozen of Yolandas friends and familya vivacious, urbane bunchwere gathered in this meticulously renovated Victorian in Torontos Annex neighbourhood, owned by Yolandas friend Patty, to send her off. Someone had hung up strings of white fairy lights. Someone had made coffee; someone else had opened tequila and champagne, and it seemed like every glass in the kitchen was in use. Bunches of flowers and boxes of tissues sat on the large square kitchen island, and on every other surface, too. Yolanda, who had a sly sense of humour, had made an upbeat death playlist, and she and her loved ones had spent the last hour chatting, crying, dancing, laughing, and belting out the lyrics to Forever Young and Karma Chameleon. But as ten a.m. came and went, peoples eyes started flicking to me.
By this July day in 2018, almost eighteen months since Id first helped a person to die, Id experienced repeatedly the tremendous good in it. The relief on patients faces when they give their final consent. The mournful yet joyful gatherings, like this one for Yolanda, to witness loved ones dying by their own rules, often in their own beds. The family members who hugged me afterward, who sat down close beside me to tell me stories about the person to whom theyd just bade farewell. Thats when I would cry. I almost always cry.
I first met Yolanda back in November 2017. She was one of the certain ones. She was only forty-five, but shed been sick with a rare lung disease for thirty years. Yet somehow shed lived a big life: she was a scientific researcher at Harvard; shed jumped out of planes and dived deep to coral reefs. She had a forceful personality. Her friends jokingly called her the Boss. They loved saying that what Yolanda wanted, Yolanda got. But in the last two years, that big life had narrowedit began to consist mainly of medicines, paperwork, pain. She had no money, no boyfriend; her energy was gone, her concentration dwindling. She had to move back to her parents house in Whitby, a town about an hour east of Toronto, with short stays here at Pattys. Yolanda was becoming less and less herself. She was ready to go.