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Until
It's You
By Mona Lease
Hi, all!!! I'm watching a situation unfold. Now - it's easy to say what
you would do - until it's you. It's easy to say something needs to be
done about this - until it's you. It's easy to say one needs to see a
Dr - until it's you. It's easy to say one needs to try - until it's you.
I've heard and read, "Death with dignity." No one can tell me what that
means, exactly. Does this mean that there is to be no fighting among
family and friends after a loved one has passed? Does this mean that
the loved one's wishes are to be honored - down to - say a fishing pole
in one hand of the deceased and the deceased clad in overalls? Does
this mean that if the deceased wanted a keg at the head of the casket
for "one last toast" - that should be honored??
Where and when to the deceased's wishes start? Do they start upon
death? Do they start before death? What about life with dignity? Do we
say there can be life with dignity as long as it doesn't break the law?
Is "life with dignity" okay until I have to watch or hear something
unpleasant?
Where do you draw the lines? I know a guy who had cancer. He bought
pain killers off the street until the end. Is that right or wrong? He
knew he was genetically predisposed to cancer. He watched his Dad take
the chemo treatments and still die. He was 55 when he died. The Father
was 56.
Out in California, their government has set up "clinics" - if you
will - for heroin users. It's free. You walk in, wash your hands, get a
syringe of heroin, go to a room, shoot up, and enjoy. Every room has an
observation window and a Dr is there to handle any emergencies. Is this
right or wrong?
What if someone went there for pain relief - as in the above case of
the guy with cancer and his buying pain killers off the streets? By the
way...Oxycodone, Percadin, Percaset. and Vicadin are powerful pain
killers. Fentanyl is a powerful pain killer and targeted for end stage
cancer patients. You don't really know what you would do - until it's
you.
Where do you go with things such as this? What if you had cancer, you
walked into one of California's "heroin clinics" and said you would pay
for the heroin? (I actually wonder about security at these places. How
easily could you hold up one? I mean, you KNOW there is heroin there!).
In the case of California's "heroin clinics" - no one has said
how many times a day you can go there, or even how many times a week
you can go there. Should there be a limit on this "visitation" side of
the heroin clinic's operation schedule?
I'm actually writing this because "someone" told me they had cancer.
And no one knows it accept the "someone" and I. I asked if the cancer
could be seen. "Yes, you can see it." I said I would keep this
secret. This "someone" is well over the age of 21. There are no minor
children involved. There are no spouses or parents involved. A
Grandmother just passed....and a few friends. I'm guessing that this
"someone" is not going to opt for treatment - of any kind.
What do you do? What do you say to the "someone?" It's easy to say what
you would do - until it's you.
Thanks for considering this, readers. You are the best!!
To the "someone" - Your secret is safe with me. Best wishes and good
luck!
Remember the kiddies and our service people. Take good care of the
furry and feathered ones out there. Be safe and healthy. See ye next
time. Ever Toodles!! MONA
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