Optimism and Pessimism

As a parent, one of the incredible mysteries has been to watch each of my children come into this world with a predetermined personality.  Our parenting style seems to have little effect on these inborn traits.  We know that our ultimate personality is a grand mix of what we come into the world with, our genes, and the life experiences we have.   One such nuanced trait that is both nature and nurture based is the optimism/pessimism scale.

You can surely place yourself on this scale as you read this. Maybe you’ve been called an idealist, or negative or someone who always looks on the bright side. It’s important to realize that both optimism and pessimism have pluses and minuses, especially with end of life issues.

These traits in general are things that help us manage our expectations of the future.  An optimist will assume a positive result, while a pessimist expects the negative.  

The way we tint our vision of events, whether rose or blue tinted, is also a way to manage our emotions related to these events.  Optimism acts to buffer anxiety and can raise us up and out of a gloomy reality.  Pessimism also protects our emotions.  By expecting the worst, we insulate ourselves from disappointment and create a possibility for a pleasant surprise if things turn out better.

One way to consider the optimism/pessimism concept is to consider it as a fluid scale. We slide toward one side or the other depending on if we are thinking about work, relationships, world events, etc.  Alternatively, we may consider ourselves realists, always right in the middle, finding a good mix of hoping for the best, while still preparing for a worst-case scenario.

Knowing that these traits are inherently protective, it’s no surprise that with end of life issues I often encounter the extremes.  Moreover, what I notice is like most things in life, it’s at the far extremes that these traits move from being healthy to unhealthy. 

I’m all for thinking positive, but when Mrs. W was confronted with her new cancer diagnosis and refused to start treatment because it was “surely a mistake, I most definitely do not have cancer” her extreme optimism is now be labeled denial.  While denial will certainly protect ones emotional well-being, it does little to protect the physical reality of disease.

Mrs. W’s case is extreme, but there are more subtle ways that extreme optimism causes harm.  Unfortunately, it is quite common for people on hospice to put off important conversations, financial decisions, and delay dealing with things they should because their optimism clouds the reality of how serious their condition is or how much little time they have left.

On the other end is extreme pessimism.  Mr. H refused starting a therapy that would add both years and quality to his life because “What’s the point! Now that I have cancer, I’m done trying to live!”  We sometimes label extreme forms of pessimism as depression.  When someone is paralyzed with inaction because of their negative attitude, it may protect them from being disappointed but does nothing to improve reality.

It’s nearly impossible to move someone from the extremes at the end of life. Understanding that a lifetime of personality is at play may at least garnish some compassion. 

A dose of dignity

The loss of control over so many aspects of our lives can be daunting as we age.  What seemed unlimited, like time and energy, begins to ebb away, and our bodies don’t always preform like we want.  Something that used to be so simple, now takes effort and at times causes discomfort.  The idea of running errands or fixing a meal can feel like an insurmountable task. 

It is no wonder that as we near the end of our lives, this loss of strength and energy to do daily things, ultimately affects our very interest in these tasks, leaving us often homebound and isolated.  To survive, we must rely on others to begin to fill in the gaps.  One by one roles and autonomy are stripped away. 

As if this weren’t hard enough, much of our identity is based on objective things like what job we have, or what tasks we perform.  Over a lifetime these roles solidify, becoming like a second skin.  This important sense of self, amidst our environment is a compass really, helping to direct our lives. To lose that can feel like being dropped in a foreign land with an illegible map.

The point of this isn’t meant to be bleak, but to first and foremost inspire compassion for those who are struggling with end of life issues around loss of control and identity, and secondly to offer a way to help.

There is a tool we use in hospice that is meant to directly counteract the downward depressive slide that comes from the loss of sense of self.  Officially it is known as dignity therapy, and it has been shown in research studies to increase dignity, sense of purpose, sense of meaning and will to live. It has also been shown to decrease suffering and depression. 

 

At its core, dignity therapy really is looking back at life in a narrative way.  It gives people the ability to tell their story through directed questioning.  When facing death, the time spent reflecting on the past allows a chance to reinterpret and reframe things.  In true dignity therapy, the narrative is recorded and transcribed through a series of encounters, creating a document to serve as a legacy that can be passed on and shared with whomever that patient wants.  The benefits then are two fold, the patient has a chance to look back at the important events of their life, which inherently adds meaning and dignity, but also creates something that will outlast themselves, thus easing the existential stress of non -existence.

Some examples of dignity therapy questions are, “What are the most important roles you have played in life?” “What are your most important accomplishments, and what do you feel most proud of?”, or “What have you learned about life that you would want to pass along to others?”

Although dignity therapy is a formal therapy, there is a message here for us all; telling the story of our lives, especially near the end is healing.  As family and friends of people who might be nearing the end of life, we can be empowered to informally do dignity therapy.  Our job is simple; show up, ask questions, and of course, listen. 

A Pill for Will

We have pills for just about anything. We have pills to make our blood pressure come down, pills to make our hormones go up, pills to bring our sugar down and pills to make our mood go up. We take pills when our body hurts, and we take pills when we can’t sleep.  We take pills to help us breath, to help us heal, to help us eat, and to help us not to eat. 

There is at least one thing that we have no pill for.  In fact, if someone could invent a medicine for this, they’d be an instant millionaire.  I’m not talking about a pill to cure cancer, or a fountain of youth pill, but something much more basic; a pill to increase a person’s will.

It’s inherently obvious, but worth stating, that for someone to want to get well, they must have the desire to get well. This inner fire or zeal to conquer challenges is what we call will power.  Although expected to have an impact in such things as sports, business success, or even dieting, we tend to forget that someone’s will has enormous impact on end of life issues.

It can be startling for families to watch a loved one’s health ebb away, especially if a doctor insists that medically everything is fine.  “I don’t understand”, they’ll say, “the tests came back negative, yet Dad doesn’t want to get out of bed!”  It seems incredulous that someone wouldn’t at least try to live.

This frustration to instill in someone else the will to change or the will to live is aggravating, because it is out of our control.  Despite our cajoling and encouragement, no argument seems good enough to increase that inner oomph. 

What can we do then? First, understand that whether right or wrong, thousands die every day simply because they’ve given up.  Doctors can’t write that the cause of death was ‘loss of will to live’ so it is sometimes written as ‘failure to thrive’ but more often another disease is listed, though inwardly we know that the patient’s lack of desire to go on played a large role in their death.

Second, it’s important to know that deciding you are ready to die isn’t the same as being depressed.  While depression can certainly interfere with one’s stamina and enthusiasm for living, there are scores of individuals who just decide they are done with life, and they are not at all depressed.  It is crucial to tease out depression, though, because it can be treated.

Lastly, and most importantly, we can develop empathy.  There is always something at the heart of giving up. Sometimes a person is tired of dealing with chronic pain, other times they are terrified of living alone, or of falling and being helpless.  At times, a person may feel they are being a burden, or they’ve lost their life-long love.  When we are open to hear why someone has lost their will, if nothing else it inspires compassion. 

It is okay to continue to try to change our loved one’s will, but ultimately it is their choice, and our lasting gift should be respect . . .at least until that pill gets invented.

Hope

Hope is a very powerful word. Many would say it is more important than other concrete things such as health, wealth, education or status.  Quite simply, with hope the human spirit soars, takes risks, and looks forward.   Without it comes despair, apathy, and overall loss of forward movement.

In the medical world, this word gets tossed around quite a bit. Even if the word isn't explicitly used, the messages we receive in health care are enveloped with hope.  Every therapy, test, or procedure is recommended on the hope that improved health is looming. Your doctor schedules a procedure in hopes of finding the problem.   He writes a prescription because he hopes it will fix the problem.  You follow the instructions because you hope it solves the problem.

Hope is so powerful, that health care providers have come to believe that at no time should they do anything or say anything to take away patients’ hope.  They will order medicines known to be of little benefit, or order a therapy that has minimal chance of working, just to keep hope alive.  

When asked about situations of giving these types of false hope, providers will state their reasoning is to avoid having the patient just give up and die. It begs the question; do providers feel that their words and recommendations alone have the ability to lead to life or death?

It is not just health care providers that believe this; many family members think this is true as well.  “Don’t tell mom that she’s on hospice, if she knew she’d probably give up and die”

The problem with these beliefs is that it assumes that the one true hope everyone has is to avoid death.  What families, physicians, and nurses imply by providing false hope is that by acknowledging that death is looming, it will somehow speed up the process. 

This is why it is so important to find out what the person is even hoping for.  You’d be surprised to know that death isn't usually the most frightening thing. In fact, most fear things like being a burden to others, or living in chronic pain, more than they fear death.  These individuals may say they hope for a quality filled life more than life itself.

The irony is that if the medical system reflexively orders more medications and more therapies in an effort to instill hope, for someone who actually hopes for quality over quantity, the system ends up falling prey to its biggest fear, because it now is destroying that individuals hope for quality of life.

The other assumption with false hope is a belief that people aren't strong enough to handle truth. I watch patients’ transition from hope for cure to hope for no suffering as death becomes inevitable.  It is done gracefully, without a dramatic giving up.   The few that have trouble are those who have been shrouded in a layer of false hope and weren't given enough time to adjust.

Hope is powerful; it never leaves, even at the end of life. The shift from hope for life at all cost, to hope for quality usually occurs much sooner than the medical world realizes.  Someday, I sure hope we realize that.