An act of love or Putting a Loved One to Sleep
This is truly an amazing Story that Franny stumbled on, click on the title (above) to read the article.
This is really about suicide as most people see. I had an uncle 10 years my senior who was a mentor to me, and he committed suicide at 34. No note or nothing, so to me it is suicide. His back was fused together and had possibility of landing in a wheelchair, though he never did. He received SSI, as he started paying taxes at 13 years old, and due to his broken back at 23 or 24 could no longer work. He often told me of switching back and forth between booze and pain killers, as after so much of either they lost their effect on the pain. Like I said I don't know his reason so I call it suicide.
This story is more about ending you life because you have out lived the quality of life. This also was an elderly woman, and had lived the most of her life not that it makes death is any easier on her family. This is a story of a family helping a loved one pass. This was done with proper guidlines and professionals at her side. It was also several steps, so that she had a chance to go back, or quit at any time. Governed properly, I believe this has a place in our society.
To me this is should be a legal option. We have the right to put our pets to death without being able to communicate or gain their consent. We constantly battle whether or not it should be legal to abort a pregnancy, that too is a life without a voice. Well that's another story, and to stay on track, this is a person of sound mind who does not want to suffer and chooses death over the struggles of immobility or other permanent conditions depleting the quality of life. This is a very touching story of a family that pulled together to do what nobody wanted to do, but what was best for the person that they all loved.
Over a year ago, after 3 days of my dog not being able to walk, and a trip to the local vet. I went 100 miles for another opinion. I was told, after an MRI, that my 7 year old dog would never walk again (due to his hind legs having no feeling) by a specialist in Chicago. They said he had a tumor that grown into his spine and surgery would only gain him a couple of months at best. I went there hoping to find out it was only a ruptured disc. He said that they could put him down before I picked him up, or they could also dispose of him as well. I said let me make this clear I will be there first thing in the morning and he better be alive. My dog was walking again 3 days later. They called 3 months later and asked if I had put him down yet, I said no he is walking. The very same Doctor, said oh, I must have incorrectly diagnosed him. I hung up. He is now 8 and can jump into my truck and stand against a tree.
I say Link it!
TDK
Thursday, August 17, 2006
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