Thirty-four years as a GP: is a patient with advanced dementia still the same person?
I was a GP in Leith for thirty-four years, and the question I heard most often in the last decade was some version of "she isn't the person she was". It was said by husbands, daughters, neighbours, sometimes with grief and sometimes with relief.
Retired, I have started reading Hume, who lived down the road. In the Treatise he says that when he looks inward he never catches a self, only some particular perception or other. If that is right, the daughter is not making a confused remark. There is a bundle, and the bundle has changed beyond recognition.
But it does not feel that way at the bedside. The woman with advanced dementia still flinches at the same noise, still hums the same hymn, still has the scar from the operation I referred her for in 1991. Biologically there is no question she is the same organism. And the law treats her as the same person: her advance directive, written twenty years ago, governs what we do now.
That last point is where it gets hard. Ronald Dworkin argued that the earlier self's considered wishes about the shape of her whole life should govern. Others reply that the contented woman in front of us now has interests of her own, and that letting a past self overrule her is a strange kind of tyranny.
I would like to hear from people who have sat with this, and from people who think the philosophy settles it. I am not sure it does.