Thursday, April 30, 2026

Euthanasia: Canadian Cure For Whatever Ails You

 

A senior citizen who went to Vancouver General Hospital for diagnosis and treatment after experiencing sudden pain was offered euthanasia by a doctor – before the woman had even been asked what was wrong with her. Must of gone something like this:

 

Any Hospital

Anywhere In Canada

Anytime

 

Patient: “Thank you for meeting with me. And I only had to wait two hours after the appointment was scheduled to start. Appreciate it.”

Dr.: “Would you like medical assistance in dying today?”

Patient: “What?! No! Aren’t you even going to ask me what is wrong with me?”

Dr.: “Well, I am now (rolls eyes). So, what’s the prob?”

Patient: “I’m experiencing significant lower back pain.”

Dr.: “So you want to be medically terminated then.”

Patient: “What?!! No!! I already told you that. I’d like to find out what’s wrong and make it better.”

Dr.: “So you want me to diagnose it and recommend a treatment plan?”

Patient: “Yes!”

Dr.: “Bummer.”

Patient: “WHAT?!”

Dr.: “Well, MAID is cheaper for society as a whole, but there’s good money in it for me, so it’s a win-win. A twofer.”

Patient: “But what about me?”

Dr.: “That would be moot because you’d be dead.”

Patient: “But I don’t want to die. I was feeling fine until recently.”

Dr.: “You wouldn’t be in any pain anymore!”

Patient: “Well, I wasn’t in much pain before. Would you also offer me MAID if I’d sprained my ankle or developed a canker sore?”

Dr.: “Yes.”

Patient: “That’s crazy. And depressing.”

Dr.: “We can now offer MAID for mental illness and/or depression, you know.”

Patient: “AAGHH! Forget this. I’m going to see a doctor in the states.”

Dr.: “So you’re a Trump-loving fascist, then? Thought so. We need to get rid of your kind.”

More recently still, during a Special Joint Committee meeting related to Canada’s euthanasia laws, a psychiatrist told Canuck MPs that those with eating disorders or depression should be allowed to die by assisted suicide. Allowed?

Got a touch of bulimia? Bummed out over your team’s recent loss? Lost your job? Suffering the “heartbreak of psoriasis?” Stub your toe? Not to worry, Canada’s national medical establishment is here to see to your demise. Comforting, eh?

 

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