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Not smug pronouncements. A realist being real.[/quote]
Having been necking ’em down at the Last Chance Saloon for quite some time, and well aware that my options are finite, the ponderings of a realist -ad nauseum – I don’t need. Seriously. I mean – three pages to make a point? Give it a rest!
Yes..yes..yes..all very well and good, but antibiotics have saved my life on at least five occasions and are helping to keep me alive in the here and now. I don’t have any effing choice so kindly shut the feck up with your smug pronouncements and herbal goddam remedies! :evil:
…And the older woman’s opinion?……..
HAVE A HAPPY BIRTHDAY MJAw, Shazza, I couldn’t resist a look at the photos and you’re looking great. It’s lovely to see happy smiling faces, and everyone enjoying themselves. Sorry to hear about the fall on your derierre, it must have been agony, hope it’s better now. And please accept this belated birthday card – although if you’re like me – you’ll make your birthday last for a week and still be celebrating!
HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY SHARON XX
Wagner – Die Walküre Act 3 – Ride of the Valkyries;
@(f)politics? wrote:
=D> lovely to see u Esme hope your feeling a little better xx
and i agree with youThanks Poli and thanks Shazza. Feeling like shyte, but thats an improvement on me usual, so I’ll settle for it and be grateful :wink:
@Forget Me Not wrote:
I don’t support euthanasia as every living creature is driven by instinct to try and survive usually manifesting itself in a fear (or at least reluctance) of death, brings to mind a phrase I think I heard somewhere “suicide is for quitters” (cruel but true)
I understand what you’re saying about the desperate instinct to try and survive, and the fear of death. I am terrified of dying, petrified. I can’t imagine not existing anymore. I so admire those who calmly accept their fate, whereas I am a great big baby, crying and begging my hubby not to let me die. Making him promise they won’t ever switch me off.
Conversely, I have, in the past, asked him to shove a pillow over my face, instantly retracting my request, as I couldn’t bare him to suffer the consequences, nor can I give up, I just can’t. Anyway, he wouldn’t do it.
However, FMN, I will never, ever, ever, agree with the statement that ‘suicides are quitters.’
I’m certain that many of us have come within a fraction of reaching that point, where the future looked so bleak, that not another second alive seemed worthwhile. In many way, the coward is the one who on realising they have reached the end of the road, doesn’t take that final leap. I sometimes consider myself that coward, or maybe I’m just following my instinct. Whichever -I admire those who know when it’s time to quit.I haven’t voted, because i’m in a quandary over this matter. Over the past five and a half years, my husband and family have been called to say their farewells to me – as I appeared to be losing my battle to live – on average, once a year.
I am just out of hospital a matter of weeks, but I wasn’t expected to be. At my worst, the docs in charge wanted to remove the fluids and drugs attached into the femoral line in my groin, from which time they told my husband and my brother, that they expected me to have no more than two hours to live.
My husband and brother went ballistic, and told the medics that I was a fighter, that I had beaten this before and would do so again. Obviously – I have!
Now – I have argued the toss before on another website, but I have to say this again – please don’t make the mistake of believing that everyone who is desperately, sickeningly, horrendously ill, is prepared to let go of life. I can only speak for myself, and in truth,at one point the pain,I was suffering was so unbelievably bad – even with morphine – that my husband and myself were minutes away from climbing into the car with a tube fitted from the exhaust, and turning on the engine (and that was in the good old days– things are much worse for me now.)
But – not believing in an afterlife – we couldn’t bare the thought of never seeing one another again, and despite the despair and agony _ I clung onto life with my bare hands, just as I will in the future.
My point is – that I know what it is to lie dying (cue the JC cynics) and I know that I chose life, and intend to wring the last little drop out of it.HOWEVER…
I can also understand why someone may want to give up, and I believe that anyone who cannot bare the thought of another second of pain, should have the right to end their own life.
I’m just worried about doctors being too quick to pull out the tubes, as I have proved, and I know that this is not an uncommon practice.
Hence my quandary, and I do apologise for rambling.
