Thoughts on euthanasia

[comet]

The weirdest thing is that it keeps slipping my mind actually, then I'll think something like "oh I'll ask Dad what he thinks" and then it'll hit me again, I can't ask him. That's the worst bit.

I'm trying to look out for my Nana though, losing your child is every parents' worst nightmare I imagine.

I still find myself thinking "oh I'll ask Dad what he thinks." My dad died in 1998.

yeah, I agree, it is weird that Yeauxleaux is thinking that. But I understand the tactic of minimizing, or trying to strike a nerve, to get off of the observations that counters the safety net of one's world view.

Many of us carry lessons from our parents from our childhood that help us through our adult life. I can't ask him, he's dead. But he was a good man so many of my choices lead directly back to my upbringing. On many levels this is a valid claim.

I used a real life example of where euthanasia would have been clearly acceptable. The "innocent victim" of "being forced" to live under somebody's else outlook on the gift of life because flat out fear as the real base of what amounts to a baseless opinion( s) was my pop. My dad and I understood what and why he wanted to be left alone. He understood what he wanted. What better way to preserve his last act of being his type man (a ww2 paratrooper) then him exiting stage left on his own two legs. Instead, I was forced, by others, to hold him down while looking straight into his eyes, he was still very lucid during this process, as his lungs could not provide enough oxygen and he went comatose. He was saying " let me up, let me up, "comet" I am x years old and I need to catch my breath".

Thanks for the memory, you ignorant sleepers.

so, the question becomes what is am acceptable failure rate? how many "murders" vs. how many regular people helping loved on pass as comfortable as possible? Lucky I am such a jerk, that could have haunted me for years instead of months. I'll never forget his eyes, I mean we were nose to nose, He was looking into the abyss. I hope I handle at well as he did. But damn, I do wish we brushed his teeth that day.