slavejali
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I don't know how I feel about organ donation and issues surrounding prolonging life anymore. I think I'm quite conflicted about it. My late husband was diabetic and that was one of the biggest reasons he couldnt cope with the infection in his lungs that finally killed him. During the process of his battle with this tropical infection ( a 2 year process), he died, had to go on life support, for a week I sat by his bed not eating or sleeping, just praying for him to survive and not leave me. He did wake up, and did come off life support...but what to? Major lung surgery which left him with a drainage bag hanging out of what was left of his lung, constant pain from neuropathy, ulcers that wouldnt heal, protien eating his muscles, inability to walk, vomiting every day, sky rocketing blood pressure, kidney failure which ended up with dialysis, blindness which was the final straw that broke his will to live. I will never forget things like, collapsing from exhaustion and falling asleep to wake up to him sitting in a chair with bull-ants eating his feet, blood pouring out from their bites and he wasnt even aware it was happening, or rocking him in my arms as he was crying from the pain when his kidneys were failing, begging to die....or just the feeling of being totally out of control in my ability to do anything but pallative care. If there was some way that could have prevented this would I have welcomed it? God yes. If an organ transplant was an option for him, would we have taken it? Fuck yes. Do I often think about that last year and wonder if I should have just let him go when he was originally on life support? Yes...................... He was a special man, I couldnt bare to think of life without him, I honored his spirit, loved who he was beyond a decapacitated body...but to prolong his life for reasons of my selfishness not to want to let him go? What is quality of life? I sometimes think about all the effort that goes into prolonging the life of depressed suicidal people...I have to ask "Why?" If they want to die let them. I see old people like vegatbles in nursing homes just sitting in a chair day in and day out..and I wonder whats the point? I think we are breeding a weakened society due to a lot of our medical so called advancements. Keep the body alive, keep the body alive.... i just dont see its importance so much anymore. Yet in the same breath....If i have a headache i take a pill....if I have something wrong with me I go to the doctor and get it fixed and I would expect everyone else to do the same, I support people with mental health problems through the appropriate channels..I look into the eyes of an old person in a nursing home and its like I can see the wisdom of their lives....and would never wish anyone not to have a chance of living a more productive life in whatever way that is necessary through medical avenues.... Then there is the subtle aspects of organ donation..even blood transfusion.... you know if I ever put on someone else coat, I can feel them, its like their energy is over me, mingling with me, it effects my thoughts and mood..I'm really aware of this..I think in a subtle way anything we touch leaves an imprint of ourselves behind...I can only imagine what kind of energy a transplanted organ would be carrying.... on this subtle note...I dont know if I would ever agree to one...and I know for that reason I would never offer my own organs to someone else. So anyways...I'm conflicted on this subject...for many reasons..but all in all... I think the life we live is more subtle than the gross physical manifestation we interact within...and I think life is really to be lived inwardly....and whatever we need to do to make our outer physical circumstances more conducive with that, we should do. RefelctiveSoul.... sorry for this horrible post..all I can say is...please take care of yourself...keep your sugar levels normal...get massage.....do everything you need to do.
< Message edited by slavejali -- 5/31/2006 3:58:02 PM >
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