To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.I really don't like to spend much of my personal energy on worrying about the personal decisions other people make. If it doesn't affect me or mine, I figure they are free to do as they choose. I didn't think much about the Terry Schiavo case, as it was really more about adults arguing amongst themselves as to what they felt or believed another adult wanted in a situation that they never could have imagined. That case might have been one of the things that spurred me, as an adult, to have frank conversations and document my exact expectations should some debilitating illness or injury befall me. As an adult I have those choices and I certainly have an expectation that I have that responsibility for my children until they are old enough to choose for themselves.
The case of baby Joseph Maraachli has tugged at my heart a little. I certainly don't know the specifics of the case, but I have kept up with the basics and have read and heard the opinions of many esteemed physicians. I just can't figure out what the big f'ing deal is about some doctor in Canada performing a tracheotomy and sending this angel home with his parents to die in peace. The hospital has argued that the tracheotomy is a needlessly invasive procedure that will cause him pain. In the same breath, they will argue that he is in a vegetative state and they have gone to court to get permission to remove him from a respirator to allow him to die, while struggling for breath, in the hospital.
Now the hospital is saying that they will allow the child to die at home...hospital personnel will accompany the family to the home and remove the respirator there.
Can I just ask why that is so much better than performing a tracheotomy and sending him home? Not to diminish the situation, but, in a pinch, most adults could probably perform a trach, MacGuyver-style, with a hollowed out ballpoint pen tube and a pocket knife. It is not a difficult procedure. With some very basic anesthetics, it would be painless. Isn't there a nurse or doctor somewhere, that would perform the trach? Is there a downside to it?
Is that what we all have to look forward to? Doctors telling when, where and how to die? Deciding for us, what is best for our children? Since when did we give up our right to let another person or organization decide time for us?
My heart breaks for the family and for the lack of a courageous person that would do the right thing for them. My prayers are with them tonight.