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I have a great uncle dying in the hospital right now. Black lung. The last time he woke up on the respirator, he looked at his granddaughters and said, "Don't you ever let them put me on that machine again." Well, he fell ill recently, and the hospital put him on the machine again. He likely won't come out of it this time, but if he does it's going to be sad anyway -- because he did not want to keep living if a machine had to breathe for him.
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