Experience: I died on my 44th birthday

The day I was diagnosed, I knew my life would end with euthanasia. I didn’t want to be connected to a machine to breathe. One month ago, I decided on the date – 20 April, my 44th birthday. The reason is that I’m losing my voice. It’s important for me to use my voice to say goodbye to my loved ones....

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