I was sitting in the coffee shop at the hospital and saw a person wheeled in by a caring family member - I'm presuming. These are the thoughts that came to mind.
I'm alive and I shouldn't be. 20 years ago I would have died from this same condition. How marvelous is modern medicine?
I'm alive, and how I wish I wasn't. I can't do anything for myself. My family - who love me dearly - are making all my decision because I've been declared senile and incompetent. I know they want me around because it will hurt too much to say goodbye. This wonderful modern medicine is keeping me alive in my own hell on earth.
Is it great or is it a curse? To those who get to live longer and spend good, quality time with their loved ones it is magic. For those who are only surviving in a life filled with suffering and pain that will only be alleviated by the grim reaper himself? I'm sure you can guess.
For those watching? Some are glad they get to keep their loved ones, no matter what. Then there are those - shock of horrors - who think we treat animals better than humans. Now you think I've lost the plot. There are those - and I've been one of them at one time in my life - who believe the right to euthanasia an animal should be allowed to humans at a certain time and situation. I know this right is allowed to humans in some other countries - but not where I live.
I suppose that's where the problem lies. Who decides how much suffering and pain is enough?

This decision should lie with each individual as everyone has different problems and are effected differently by them. However, in that same breath these individuals should in some way be monitored or rather the euthanasia process should be regulated so as no to allow people who are merely susidal to decide to go and legally kill themselves. No one knows how we feel inside outside is generally just a mask to hide true pain, speaking from the perspective of a guy who's father figure was his granfather that believe "you are a man, if someone bullies you, beat him up. If you think you want to cry remember your a man and men dont cry" I learnt to hid a great deal of all my pain and feeling from the world because showing them makes you weak. So I return to say again let it be an individuals choice but regulate the way they are enabled to make the choice so as not to kill people that have so much going for them and just cant see it.
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