Photo: Paul Cox's The Dinner Party ... "brings home the ordinariness of serious illness".
Cox's film was personally confronting. My wife, Ruth, was hospitalised with acute, sudden-onset liver failure two years ago - I remember sitting in the ward, face wet, discussing her posthumous wishes with surreal matter-of-factness. Her liver recovered, but the terror remains.
My good friend Rosie, Cox's partner and one of the dinner guests, received a new liver in 2009 - but not before an agonising wait for a donor organ, while she lay in coma.
For those fortunate to avoid these trials, The Dinner Party brings home the ordinariness of serious illness: liver failure does not always happen to ''someone else'' or those who punish their bodies. It happens to one's spouse, child, sibling or oneself. It is part of the commonwealth of fragile bodily existence.
Read more: http://www.theage.com.au/opinion/society-and-culture/play-god-say-yes-to-organ-donation-20120829-250rl.html#ixzz258jssB2c