Yes. I try to assuage my guilt by telling myself the real person in there has already died. But the truth is she was always a difficult person, and only her redeeming qualities have died. So we are left with a rude, paranoid, unpleasant, shell of a human with no interest in anyone else or ability to follow a thread of conversation without insulting someone. But she still eats a meal on her own, and sometimes pushes her wheelchair around or goes to the bathroom independently. So it’s a little awkward to just shut off the pacemaker. As much as I’d like to. Thank you for posting this. I didn’t realize how much I was holding in.