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Feb 25th, 2006 by ergo
Previous blog postings for January 2005 to January 2006 are at http://self-deliverance.blogspot.com/
Weblog of Derek Humphry, founder of the Hemlock Society & author of Final Exit, serving the rights of competent, terminally ill adults for 30 years
Feb 25th, 2006 by ergo
Previous blog postings for January 2005 to January 2006 are at http://self-deliverance.blogspot.com/
Hi guys,
Can anybody tell me if the so called “final exit” kit – the exit bag, helium tanks and pipes – is available in the market? If yes, where and how can i purchase it?
I am a South African man living in Saudi Arabia.
Thanks in advance.
Roche.
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When you find out, do let me know. I seem to have poor luck in locating such devices. Seriously.
Suicide is a serious offence in Saudi Arabia….perhaps leave the country first before trying to purchase these things and certainly before trying to use them. I hope the best for you or your loved one.
I called several hardware stores in NYC and they don’t carry T-junctions. I did find one store that has it in metal only. Is that acceptable? Additionally it comes in different sizes: 1/4″, 5/16″, 3/8″, etc. Should I get a 3/8″ to match the 3/8″ inner diameter of the vinyl tubing?
If one uses the helium gas method with a homemade kit it appears that one would have to have the bag pulled down to the neck with sweatband to keep it secure and the vinyl tubing inserted underneath and into the bag before turning on the helium. Then one would push out the air from the bag and only then turn on the helium tanks. I mention this because your video wasn’t clear on each step to take when using helium with your own handmade kit.
Thanks,
Alan
Thanks,
Alan
I think one has to visit the hardware stores in person, not by telephone. All big hardware stores that I’ve visited have plastic T-junctions.
I believe that we should all be able to choose the manner in which we die if we are lucky enough to provided with such a choice. So many people believe that god has a plan and that only he can decide when you die, that’s crap. I’m happy that I am no longer imprisoned by the thoughts of god. I know that my only time is now. I sincerely hope that my family would be kind enough to me to not keep me around just to make themselves feel better. Life is not that precious that it can be considered “acceptable” under any condition. That is thought normally held by those who have no real hardships. For those people who can choose to live with their pain, disabilities however traumatic, or unpleasant situation that should be there decision alone. No one should make anyone else live a life that they aren’t comfortable with. My we continue to allow families to drain themselves financially and emotionally just to take care of someone who will always be vegetative is beyond me. Yes, some people have woken up and the numbers are grimly small. You always see the article that descibes the moment the woke up but rarely what kind of life they have afterwards. We should not guilt families into any decision especially if it is based on religious thinking. Present people with the medical understanding of their situation and allow them to do the soul searching and invoke whatever spiritual thinking they decide to use. We have so littel control in many areas of our lives. Why can’t we have this bit of control and allow someone to end their own suffering? Why can’t they at least leave on their terms even though there weren’t able to continue living on their terms? We play god in so many other areas of our lives, why should this be different? And if god exists then why do we try so hard to stay here? If there is a higher purpose then do away with medicine altogether and let the chips fall where they may. But we don’t because I believe deep down everyone knows this is all we have. So I say again to the religious – stay out of everyone else’s business. PLEASE.
What you have come across on the web are individual accounts which may not be true. (Or may be deliberate, malicious put-offs.) Carefully carried out with the instructions in the book ‘Final Exit,‘ a person using the helium hood method goes into coma in a couple of seconds, and dies peacefully within 3-5 minutes. Thus there is no time for panic. Researchers known to me have been involved in hundreds of terminally-ill cases which have always been effective smoothly. — Derek Humphry.
What I dont understand is how you make the helium stay on…..dont you have to manually open the valve to inflate a balloon??? Am i missing something?
Read the book ‘Final Exit’ and its Addendum for details.
I personally feel that people with severe depression,and have had this condition for a very long time,and probably have to live with it for the rest of there lives,like me,should have a right as to whether we want to live or die,because to be honest living with this terrible disabling condition i might as well be dead anyway.
I don’t enjoy anything about being alive,my days go by with agony and pain just like it would with a person who is seriously ill.
My hope is that one day soon there will be help for people who are feeling exactly the same way as me.
I’m new to this site but like nuttynetty, I am a rational human who no longer wants to live with the shame and pain of mental illness. I want the right to die with dignity. Somebody please blog me back about the Nembutal pill and the helium tanks. I am unsure which is easiest and most affordable. How do I say goodbye without sounding like an irrational phsychotic. Hospitalization is not the answer, it has only prolong the suffering
You can get the information you are asking for from my book ‘Final Exit’ which is protected speech under the US 1st Amendment. Other types of guidance are risky. For instance, 7 volunteers of the nonprofit group “Final Exit Network” are facing trials next year in Georgia and Arizona in which the passing of information on self-deliverance seems to be the issue.
Every human being that is born to this earth is done so by someone else’s or someone else’s mistake. Human life, if you really think about it, is a magical division of rainbows of cells, history, tradition, and genetics. Could you create anything, I mean anything, that could live, breathe, feel, independently? I am in a team right now that is researching the pros and cons of PAS. I use to be a firm believer in a patient’s right to die. Upon doing research I started reading about the actual procedures and I became so so so sad. To the point I was crying and wondering if the person’s post I had just read was dead or not. I feel so sorry for those who suffer. I am neither for or against this anymore. However, to willingly give a person who is admitting that they are mentally ill and who DO NOT suffer from terminally ill condition, a method of killing themselves, is repulsive and illegal. Would you help your child kill themselves if they were sad. I suffer from severe mental illness, there were days when it hurt to breathe, all I wanted to do was sleep and cry. PAS is not for the mentally ill. There are too many new meds and treatments.
Mia1977,
Forgive me I could not help but reply. You mentioned that human life is a magical division…of cells, history, tradition, and genetics. My question, in complete honesty I assure you, is, what makes a human, human? How do you define what a human really is? You have told me what human life is, but what makes a human, actually, a human? Is it that a human has two eyes, a nose and a mouth? No. Someone who has lost those is still considered to be human. Is it that they have a body with two legs, and two arms? No, that falls into the same category as the latter statement. So then, what is a human? Obviously, the only answer left is that a human is an embodied mind/soul in a physical state. So, the mind is the difference then isn’t it? That we can think, and feel, and believe. Why is that not worth saving? A mentally ill patient, is still a human. They fall into the definition of being human. Are they worth saving until we can do nothing for them? I strongly believe so. And human life, dear Mia1977, goes quite beyond your definition, if you really think about it.
-Thanatos
To EKUSA-
You brought up an interesting point…
“Life is not that precious that it can be considered “acceptable” under any condition”
I have a simple question to follow your statement…what is?
What is considered precious enough? Obviously you have something better than life to compare to it, to consider it not “precious”. But, perhaps I’m interpreting your blog incorrectly, you don’t believe in “God” (one name in a thousand for a higher being), and you also don’t believe in something after life in that you said “I know my only time is now”…so I’m curious…what comparison, if any are you drawing? If life is all we have, as you believe, then it is as precious as anything, being the only standard we have, and what you do with it, now, is what matters, according to your logic. This brings me to wonder, what is worth dying for if you have nothing coming after? If nothing, then wouldn’t you rather live as long as you can?
Just a thought…
-Thanatos
Why are we better to our beloved pets then we are ourselves? I wouldn’t let my dear 19 year old cat suffer, yet society has no problem in making me do so. If only the world would be as nice to me as they are their pets the whole problem of finally getting away from the pain wouldn’t be a problem at all. Oops, I know God is against this. Sorry, but I think it’s just more about getting every last dime I have out of my pocket first. Just one of my pain scripts is over $880 a month. Maybe after I’m finally broke, I’ll be allowed to rest in peace. I would have enjoyed my wife having a better standard of living a whole lot more instead of just wasting all this money on me.
Having to watch my sister go from an able bodied strong woman to a cripple with severe parkinsons, I can understand why she wants to leave her life and stop the pain. My sister is loosing all her dignity and looked so young and now looks 30 years older and in severe pain, its heart breaking for the siblings. My sister has cared for Aids patients , mentally ill and people in her position for many years, and she knows what is ahead for her. So whether there is a god or not makes no odds to her, and it is no business of anyone else for force their beliefs onto her. Every person has their own right, as only they have to endure the daily and hourly pain of their illness. I dont want my sister to die, but there has to be a time when you have to be compassionate for someone elses feelings and needs. As long as her death is painless and she is not robbed of all her money, forced to do the final step if she didnt want too, or the person assisting was sadastically ill and would make her suffer, then this should be a choice to someone who has no other way of releaving their tormented life.
This seems to be just a list of personal comments… I thought it would be more of a discussion, Ok I’m game: My Dad was a organic drug chemist and was on the team that developed the first Alzheimer Med. He then died of Alzheimers! No Poop! Well the horror, and I mane HORROR we went through caring for him for over 10 years was torturing HIM and us. He screamed all through the night he screamed in the car. His soul left long ago and we all mourned his death even though this body in diapers was still in the living room, still able to laugh, only when there was a laugh-track on a show. It was like a reflex laugh. I read all the Alzheimer books and tried to make inventions for keeping light out of the sides of his triple-thick sunglasses, you lose your dynamic range of light: Bright becomes too bright, and darkness is pitch black and I could go on for days. I knew what he felt and the guilt that I live with for not “letting him go” kills me every day.
His final death was the worst horror of all. He finally forgot how to breath normally and began to aspirate into his lungs. This went on for like a week in the hospital. We all watched the man slowly drown to death. Now if that’s not torture…well I think starving to death hurts more maybe. I starved once during a Fibro outbreak and had to go to the ER to get pumped back up. WOW starving hurts. Or maybe the dehydration. I’ve been talking to Mom about her DNR, since I don’t want her to go through any pain, and she’s with me, and insists she is only gonna live 10 more years. She’s quite matter-of-fact about it too. She must have some plan with her boyfriend.
But she told me she was just gonna save up her pills. I told her that won’t work and she will awaken in a psych ward tied to the bed, so I need to inform her on Final Exit, but it’s kinda hard to hand your Mom a book like that and not feel weird. I did send her the DVD “It’s My Party” [and I'll die if I want to] She watched that, but again she saw the guy took a bunch of pills in the end, so I pushed her back to the pill idea. She didn’t know those were Seccanol (How DO you spell that drug?)
Oddly enough our family suicides have all been hangings. Even my Aunt way the heck over in Latvia who was in her 80′s hung herself. I was in shock that such an old person could rig that all up! And then I was jealous that I chickened out when I had my first 4 year Fibro outbreak (undiagnosed)
I though a lot about the helium thing, but it think choking is for me.
Im an inventor and have an interesting choke collar that is quite comfy and have tested it without the fastener and it’s quite a nice feeling to pass out.
The addition of helium is nice, but I’d rather rig up a bunch of nitrous oxide dispensers in the hood. I’m a yakker, sorry. I’m gonna go find that hood kit now. Don’t worry, if you are reading this, I’m only 46 and I get wonderful pain pills for my Fibro and don’t plan on leaving before Mom, and then some. But with the helium about to be regulated (to WHO? licenced clowns???!!) Seriously, pretty soon you will need a special “balloon card.”
So if I don’t get it now, I may not be able to, but won’t it all leak out in 10 years??? Then I’ll have to take a clown class to be certified to fill it up again? Oh ‘fer cryin’ out loud.
Can someone invent a container/compressor that can accept and hold those tiny granade-looking canisters of nitrous-oxide cooks used to put bubbles in soda (and put teenagers in whoopie-land)