Yesterday I wrote about the Terri Schiavo case. Today all the talk is that if you want to make things easy on your family, spend a couple hundred bucks on a lawyer and do a living will while before you're unable to make the important decisions on your life. What's been in my mind, and that hasn't really been talked about, is that she was about my age when she ended up in the state she's in now.
While this is no legally binding document, it may actually be a good place to express my wishes. If I'm in a state where the only “Life support” I need is a feeding tube, I want the tube. Life is precious, and I leave it up to God, my Heavenly Father & Protector, to decide when it's my time to go home to him. I don't want to die just because of a little brain damage, or in other words, a guarantee of a lower quality of life. Lower quality of life doesn't mean lower value of life. If, however, I'm brain dead and on not only a feeding tube, a respirator, and a heart pump – with no hope of recovery – pull the plug! I take that to mean God wants me, and I don't want to push him to force a power outage to prove it, especially when others in the same hospital may have hope and need that power. So if something happens to me, someone print this out and show the judge, it should help to decide what my wishes are.
