Why is it that someone in hospital is allowed out – provided they are back by a certain time, – does it feel like prisoner day release?

Why does the word ‘geriatric’ seem so negative and sound so awful when the support and care offered to patients are so positively reinforcing and beneficial?

Why is it that someone declining in years cannot be allowed to end his or her life without the stain of suicide being part of what is remembered? Why are people made to live on and on and on – unless and until they have some debilitating disease of the body?