 Perhaps, in an ideal world, every patient with a life-limiting illness would receive optimal hospice and palliative care, such that no one would ever wish to hasten their own death. Unfortunately, the reality is that, despite our best efforts, some with terminal illness continue to suffer, leading an increasing number of patients across the country, to explore VSED to escape intolerable suffering, voluntarily stopping eating and drinking. Some of the pros include dying at home, which is what most people's preference is. You don't have to spend your fleeting hours dealing with doctors and lawyers. There's no waiting period in Oregon. For example, their death with dignity act requires a 15-day waiting period before you can get physician assistance, whereas choosing to stop eating and drinking would seem to afford more control. I mean, even just knowing it's an option can be a comfort. Those who learn about VSED may feel empowered by the gnaws that they can choose this option without seeking anyone's permission, because it's legal, it can be openly discussed. Just knowing that there's a way out can provide relief from feelings of desperation and entrapment, and the feeling of control may itself be therapeutic. It can also prevent people from contemplating more violent way out, when patients don't have to feel pressured to end their life prematurely while they still can. Physicians such as the death with dignity laws require patients to take the lethal drug cocktail themselves. If you have ALS and are worried about losing your muscular function, you might feel the need to end your life before you're ready while you still have the capacity. In fact, Dr. Kvorkin's first was a woman diagnosed with Alzheimer's who wanted to end it before it got too late, potentially depriving her and her family of years she might have still been able to enjoy. And while physician-assisted suicide entails a single instantaneous and irrevocable act, death from VSED occurs over several days, allowing time for a patient to change their mind and for healing goodbyes. But what is it actually like? There's lots of anecdotes floating around describing death from VSED as peaceful, painless, and dignified. Fortunately, the evidence is more than just anecdotal. There have been several independent studies, so let's look at the data. Average time of death after stopping eating and drinking was about seven days, though 8% lasted more than two weeks. And how was it? Ask a hundred hospice nurses, and on a scale of zero, a very bad death, to nine, a very good death. The average score, the quality of these deaths is rated by the nurses, was 8. The researchers concluded that people usually die of good death. Within two weeks, after stopping food and fluids, according to the nurses, rating those last days of life as peaceful, with low levels of pain and suffering. More so even than those who chose physician-assisted suicide. This was in Oregon, so patients could have chosen that instead, but nearly twice as many patients decided instead to take matters into their own hand by voluntarily stopping eating and drinking. Interestingly, loved ones seemed to agree with voluntary refusal of food and fluids perceived as carrying less emotional baggage for the family, more letting go than taking more active approach. Studying the Netherlands that interviewed confidants like friends and family that witnessed it found that most considered it, quote-unquote, dignified death. Hospice physicians seemed to agree with nearly 90% surveyed reporting that their VSED patients experienced peaceful and comfortable deaths. The state of terminal dehydration may even have some analgesic effects and pain-killing effects presumed to be due to the release of endorphins, which act as natural pain blockers. So concluded this review. VSED may reflect all 12 principles of a good death, retaining control and dignity. One of the most famous accounts was Dr. David Eddy's description of his own mother's VSED. My mother was elated. The next day happened to be her 85th birthday, which we celebrate with a party, balloons and all. She was beaming from ear to ear. She had done it. She had found the way. She relished her last piece of chocolate and then stopped eating and drinking. Over the last four days, my mother greeted her visitors with a first smile she had shown for months. She energetically reminisced about the great time she had had, about all the things she was proud of. She especially hoped I would tell you about her traveling alone across Africa at the age of 70 and surviving a capsized raft on Wyoming Snake River at 82. She also found a calming self-acceptance in describing things of which she was not proud. She slept between visits but woke up brightly whenever she was touched to share more of her memories and to say a few more things she wanted us to know. On the fifth day, it was more difficult to wake her when we would take her hand. She would open her eyes and smile, but she was too drowsy and weak to talk very much. Okay? We could not wake her. Her face was relaxed and her natural smile. She was breathing unevenly but peacefully. We held her hands for another two hours until she died. Without hoarding pills, without making me into a criminal, without putting a bag over her head and without huddling in a van with a carbon monoxide machine, she had found a way to bring her life gracefully to a close. Think about this, David, tell others how well this worked for me. I'd like this to be my gift, whether they are terminally ill, in intractable pain, or like me, just knowing that the right time has come for them, more people might want to know that this way exists and maybe more physicians will help them find it.