well, as i said, the doctor came out to look for me. and she asked me to walk with her into the critical care ward where mum was. we didn't speak as we walked and once we were in the privacy of the room, she explained mum's condition to me...
we think your mum has experienced similar issues as the last time, i.e., water in her lungs and that her lungs could possibly be infected. but looking at the situation, i would like to ask your thoughts about managing her. and with this, her voice lowered. your mum is in her 80s and with her current condition, the possibility of her lungs collapsing is there. the possibility is very low but nonetheless, i need to consult you about how to manage her if it were to happen. and she went on, i am not saying we are not going to save her, we will certainly try our best, but we need to hear your thoughts about how invasive a treatment you would like us to undertake. for example, we could insert tubes into her and we could do a few other procedures, send her into the icu and hook her up onto machines. or we could let her be and ensure she is as comfortable as possible. i knew that "letting her be as comfortable as possible" simply meant letting her die. i didn't respond. i simply looked at her and kept quiet. she sensed my discomfort and quickly added that she could revisit this conversation with me if i needed time. i told her it was ok and that death was something we had acknowledged.
it hit me that very moment that mum could leave anytime and i choked. despite being rather open about it and talking about it with mum rather frequently, it kinda felt a lot more difficult when the doctor brought the topic of death up. lots of things went through my mind, i knew what my choice would be but i didn't want to say it out as i wanted it to be a decision that my siblings, or at least my brother is in agreement with. most importantly, i wanted my mum to be able to tell me her preference (which she had previously, but i needed a reassurance). and so, at that very awkward moment, i turned and asked my mum. she didn't seemed to fully comprehend my question and simply smiled. knowing i couldn't get any answers, i told the doctor that my decision was to make her as comfortable as she could. i explained to her that we had had this conversation many a times and that mum was ready to leave when her time is up and that she was at peace with herself. the doctor thanked me for the input and assured that her lungs collapsing was only very remote possibility and that she would try her best to treat mum.
i called my brother immediately after that and explained to him the doctor's inputs. he was in agreement with my thoughts. later on, when i was with alone with my mum at the ward, i spoke with her and explained to her what the doctor said. i didn't use the word "death" but made a reference to it by using the phrase "kee chia" (hokkien for "mounting the vehicle", a phrase that meant "death". she finally understood what i meant and told me, very seriously, that she prefer to go peacefully and that she didn't want to go through icu or any life support. it was not an easy conversation but i was glad i had the inputs again from my mum herself.