It is hard to know in advance what kind of existence you will be contented with.
Two years ago, when my father was dying of dementia, my siblings and I faced a terrible dilemma: Whose wishes for his medical treatment were we to honour? Those of my father back when he was a healthy, highly functioning geneticist? Or those of the simpler, weakened man my father had become?
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