Well, I think you said it right on the spot. It's a judgment call from the people around them.
I went through that with my mother. Frankly, that was a part of the progression that I did find less painful, but my mother died painfully. She died of thirst. She stopped eating shortly before she died. That's not dignity. Before that, they were force-feeding her, and then they used tubes for a while, and even that didn't work. I'm sorry, but even if she was on a dopamine spike and felt good about it, she was not dying with dignity. So—