Wednesday, 5 December 2012
I'm following the test-case for assisted suicide in Ireland. The retired lecturer suffering for 20+ years with MS... If she wins (and as rare as I pray, I do pray for that mercy for her), I know a certain retired lecturer suffering with what I describe is the exact opposite of MS, who hopes to be able to use the same route when the time is right... fancy that, ha? But it's next to impossible to understand what does it mean to have constant pain, day and night, when even sleep gives no relief, because the pain wakes you up and makes it too difficult to move and change position into - what you hope - would ease it, but you are far too sore, paralysed with pain, to move... No, unless you get to that level of pain, please do not tell me - do not tell anybody - that assisted suicide is immoral, wrong, or whatever other rubbish you think you have the right to proclaim. You don't have any right. Not until you experience it. And then pray to whatever deity you pray, that you would never ever experience it yourself.
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