You see, I don't care if my opinion is different from others.
Can you say the same?
OY MY GAWD. I am laughing my azz off.
I'm the token Liberal on the Conservative Right Wing Board...
flan
Oh. Poor baby. How's that thumb taste?
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Because everyone imagines that they'll die naturally in a calm, peaceful way, smiling, telling everyone that they love them, praising God and then close their eyes, and slip away.
Hospice, yeah they can be good. But they are only as good as the hospice doctor is willing to give adequate pain meds.
Reality is nothing like that. The pain I've seen in my dying relations is unbearable. So Lily, where is this loving 'god' you are so fond of making the reason for every decision. You wonder where my faith went, it died along with my loved ones having to endure that kind of suffering. I would have gladly agreed to sit with them while they ended life on their own terms.
Because everyone imagines that they'll die naturally in a calm, peaceful way, smiling, telling everyone that they love them, praising God and then close their eyes, and slip away.
Hospice, yeah they can be good. But they are only as good as the hospice doctor is willing to give adequate pain meds.
Reality is nothing like that. The pain I've seen in my dying relations is unbearable. So Lily, where is this loving 'god' you are so fond of making the reason for every decision. You wonder where my faith went, it died along with my loved ones having to endure that kind of suffering. I would have gladly agreed to sit with them while they ended life on their own terms.
My loving God is in the midst.
Blaming God for bad things is ridiculous. God doesn't make anyone sick. But He does offer salvation.
It's called Faith. Not proof.
And the hard times, they should bring you closer to God.
Our Faith is forged through fire.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Frankly, I'd hope that my son would not want his parents to endure horrible pain just to keep living. I would also hope that he would rather spend quality time with us while we're still in good shape vs wanting to eke out every last second regardless of how much pain we're in. Death sucks. There's no way around that. But, I don't want my son's last memory of me to be me writhing in pain begging for death to come.
My Grandpa very much went out on his terms. It's been a little over a year and I miss him dearly but I'm glad that he didn't have to go into a nursing home because he didn't want to do so. I don't know if he would've chose euthanasia but I do know he would've stubborned up and thwarted any attempts to move him into a nursing home.
My Aunt died of bone cancer when I was a few weeks shy of 16. I spent a lot of time with her towards the end. I will never forget her crying out in pain and wishing to be rid of the pain. I don't doubt that she would've chose euthanasia had it been an option. I will also never forget being there the moment she died. I was the only one in the room. I saw her soul leaving her body. I have no words to describe how it felt seeing that.
Because everyone imagines that they'll die naturally in a calm, peaceful way, smiling, telling everyone that they love them, praising God and then close their eyes, and slip away.
Hospice, yeah they can be good. But they are only as good as the hospice doctor is willing to give adequate pain meds.
Reality is nothing like that. The pain I've seen in my dying relations is unbearable. So Lily, where is this loving 'god' you are so fond of making the reason for every decision. You wonder where my faith went, it died along with my loved ones having to endure that kind of suffering. I would have gladly agreed to sit with them while they ended life on their own terms.
My loving God is in the midst.
Blaming God for bad things is ridiculous. God doesn't make anyone sick. But He does offer salvation.
It's called Faith. Not proof.
And the hard times, they should bring you closer to God.
Because everyone imagines that they'll die naturally in a calm, peaceful way, smiling, telling everyone that they love them, praising God and then close their eyes, and slip away.
Hospice, yeah they can be good. But they are only as good as the hospice doctor is willing to give adequate pain meds.
Reality is nothing like that. The pain I've seen in my dying relations is unbearable. So Lily, where is this loving 'god' you are so fond of making the reason for every decision. You wonder where my faith went, it died along with my loved ones having to endure that kind of suffering. I would have gladly agreed to sit with them while they ended life on their own terms.
My loving God is in the midst.
Blaming God for bad things is ridiculous. God doesn't make anyone sick. But He does offer salvation.
It's called Faith. Not proof.
And the hard times, they should bring you closer to God.
Our Faith is forged through fire.
Well, you get to give him praise and credit for any of the good things. Kind of hypocritical. He's the reason for everything rainbows and unicorns, but if it's bad, well, you give him a pass.
People like to think that God is going to make everything easy. That there will never be trials or tests or questions and questions without answers.
Truth is, a lot of times, once you accept God, the trials and such become more intense.
See, why would Satan care about tripping you up when you are not following God? It's when you are trying to walk the straight and narrow that Satan throws more your way.
But the Bible says with God, all things are possible. With God. Not beside God. Not around God. Not over or under God.
And it says to lean not on our own understanding.
It also says we are to completely give everything over to Him.
I am sorry that some have been tricked and deceived into turning away from God. I can't imagine the emptiness and loneliness.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Because everyone imagines that they'll die naturally in a calm, peaceful way, smiling, telling everyone that they love them, praising God and then close their eyes, and slip away.
Hospice, yeah they can be good. But they are only as good as the hospice doctor is willing to give adequate pain meds.
Reality is nothing like that. The pain I've seen in my dying relations is unbearable. So Lily, where is this loving 'god' you are so fond of making the reason for every decision. You wonder where my faith went, it died along with my loved ones having to endure that kind of suffering. I would have gladly agreed to sit with them while they ended life on their own terms.
My loving God is in the midst.
Blaming God for bad things is ridiculous. God doesn't make anyone sick. But He does offer salvation.
It's called Faith. Not proof.
And the hard times, they should bring you closer to God.
Our Faith is forged through fire.
Well, you get to give him praise and credit for any of the good things. Kind of hypocritical. He's the reason for everything rainbows and unicorns, but if it's bad, well, you give him a pass.
Because God doesn't create the bad. That's Satan.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
And ask yourself, why does it make you so angry when I say those things?
Satan doesn't want you to see the truth.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Because everyone imagines that they'll die naturally in a calm, peaceful way, smiling, telling everyone that they love them, praising God and then close their eyes, and slip away.
Hospice, yeah they can be good. But they are only as good as the hospice doctor is willing to give adequate pain meds.
Reality is nothing like that. The pain I've seen in my dying relations is unbearable. So Lily, where is this loving 'god' you are so fond of making the reason for every decision. You wonder where my faith went, it died along with my loved ones having to endure that kind of suffering. I would have gladly agreed to sit with them while they ended life on their own terms.
And ask yourself, why does it make you so angry when I say those things?
Satan doesn't want you to see the truth.
Because the stupid hurts.
flan
That's what Satan wants you to think.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Have you EVER had an original thought? You know, using your brain?
flan
Am I supposed to answer this question?
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Oh crap. I think I broke Flan. I asked her another question.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Because everyone imagines that they'll die naturally in a calm, peaceful way, smiling, telling everyone that they love them, praising God and then close their eyes, and slip away.
Hospice, yeah they can be good. But they are only as good as the hospice doctor is willing to give adequate pain meds.
Reality is nothing like that. The pain I've seen in my dying relations is unbearable. So Lily, where is this loving 'god' you are so fond of making the reason for every decision. You wonder where my faith went, it died along with my loved ones having to endure that kind of suffering. I would have gladly agreed to sit with them while they ended life on their own terms.
Thank you.
flan
Sorry JPT, I gotta comment on this. Since I spent most of my life working in nursing homes I've spent an immense amount of time around dying patients. If your relatives were suffering with hospice they had chitty hospice doctors. All the hospice doctors I've worked with have been fantastic and are very pro medicating people. They are not afraid to give them huge amounts of pain killers. I mean, what's the worst that can happen? They end up dying? Some people shouldn't be in hospice. They are very afraid of death and don't want to medicate. When I had hospice patients I would medicate as much as I could as often as I could. There is no reason for them to suffer.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
Because everyone imagines that they'll die naturally in a calm, peaceful way, smiling, telling everyone that they love them, praising God and then close their eyes, and slip away.
Hospice, yeah they can be good. But they are only as good as the hospice doctor is willing to give adequate pain meds.
Reality is nothing like that. The pain I've seen in my dying relations is unbearable. So Lily, where is this loving 'god' you are so fond of making the reason for every decision. You wonder where my faith went, it died along with my loved ones having to endure that kind of suffering. I would have gladly agreed to sit with them while they ended life on their own terms.
You think you are something special? You think you are the only one to ever see a love one die a horrible death? Get off your fvcking high horse. Pretty much EVERYONE who has lived to a certain age has seen that.
I have seen it with two grandparents, several close friends, and my own father. I've watched my mother bury a child. I was a pall-bearer for a friend who was only 23.
If you lost your faith--so be it. No one else can answer to God for you--but the fact that you don't have any faith isn't God's fault, it's yours.
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I'm not arguing, I'm just explaining why I'm right.
Well, I could agree with you--but then we'd both be wrong.
Yes, reality is NOTHING like the picture Dr. Kevorkian wants to paint either. It is NOTHING like the picture the Right to Die people want to paint either. Sorry. Death is traumatic. It is painful. It is raw. It is uncomfortable. I support anyone who wants to end medical treatments. If you don't want to take chemo or dialysis or medication, then as the patient you have absolute autonomy to do so. But I also sat with my mom in her final hours. It was my privilege to do so. It was my privilege to help her transition from this world to the next. Was it all sunshine and roses? Of course not. It made ME a better person. It made my kids better people.
Gaga, what was right for you and your family may not fit someone else's family, and be right for them.
My mother would send me away for as long as she was even somewhat lucid. She would be unhappy with me seeing her like that. She would derive little comfort from it.
Death is a private matter, and in cases like this, there is no wrong or right way to die.
I hope this woman and her daughter are both at peace soon.