Kathryn Mannix's With the End in Mind: Dying, Death and Wisdom in an Age of Denial is written from her own experiences as a specialist in palliative care, and this proved, for me, both its strength and its downfall. The book is structured around a series of fictionalised case studies drawn from Mannix's own experiences, many of which are deeply affecting. I was particularly touched by the stories of Sally, a young woman dying from melanoma who refused to accept that her condition was terminal, and Holly, a mum of two teenagers dying from cancer of the cervix, who suffered from a last bout of restless energy before passing away. Mannix writes particularly well on the characteristic patterns of somebody who is entering a gradual decline. As the hospice leader she's working with on Holly's case describes it to Holly's daughters: 'Have you noticed that she stops breathing from time to time? That tells me that she is unconscious, very deeply relaxed... That is what the very end of life is like. Just very quiet and peaceful. I don't expect she will wake up again now.'
I find books of this kind difficult to review because the risk of sounding like you're passing a (totally unqualified) judgment on the writer's professional career. But ultimately I have to judge With the End in Mind as a book that Mannix has written, separating it from Mannix's personal achievements, and in this context, it fell very short. It's crucial to feel that you trust and respect the voice that is telling you such sensitive stories, but With the End in Mind left me feeling frustrated, angry and suspicious. This was for a number of interconnected reasons:
Unlike similar medical writers - Henry Marsh's Do No Harm and Atul Gawande's Being Mortal, Better and Complications come to mind - I felt that Mannix was keeping her professional distance, positioning the reader as her patient. Each section ends with a 'Pause for Thought' that I found simplistic and patronising, and unlike Marsh and Gawande, she writes virtually nothing at all about her own professional mistakes, although she says a little about other people's. In every story, she positions either herself or her palliative care colleagues as the all-knowing voice of reason, and after a while, this started to feel a bit sinister.
This was compounded by her discussion of euthanasia, a subject that is obviously very relevant in this context. While I am broadly pro-euthanasia, I wouldn't have minded if Mannix had directly challenged my views by offering up new evidence to support her obvious concerns about euthanasia options such as those offered in the Netherlands. Instead, I found her approach incredibly disingenuous. I almost stopped reading With the End in Mind after 'Please Release Me: B Side' where Mannix tells a story about one man's unpleasant experience in the Netherlands that is entirely based on hearsay, and I realised that a number of stories she had been telling in that section had been deliberately engineered to emphasise the benefits of palliative care as opposed to euthanasia. Again, I would have found this less troubling if Mannix had been upfront about it: instead, she claims that 'many of us in palliative care roles are exasperated by the trenchant, black-and-white opinions of the campaigners for either view [on euthanasia]' but makes her own views pretty clear when she says at the end of the chapter on the Netherlands that 'Once the euthanasia genie is out of the bottle, you must be careful what you wish for', echoing familiar 'slippery slope' arguments. All of this made me very uneasy and uncomfortable.
Finally, Mannix uses the metaphor of 'natural birth' throughout the book to promote her vision of a 'natural death'. She writes that 'both processes can proceed safely without intervention, as any wise midwife knows.' This infuriated me because of the damage, pain and suffering the language of 'natural birth' and the doctrine of little medical intervention has caused to women and their babies. Indeed, the Royal College of Midwives recently dropped campaigns for what they called 'normal birth' in recognition of this fact, although women are still denied the right to choose interventions like caesarians (in contravention of NICE guidelines on childbirth) as a consequence of this ideology. As the language of 'natural birth' is unfortunately quite common, I wouldn't see this as a significant problem for Mannix if she didn't repeatedly return to this metaphor across the course of her book. This, along with the problems I've noted above, left me doubting everything she said about birth and about death.
I received a free copy of this book from the publisher for review.