I want the option of medication.
There are other methods, of course, but I’d prefer that the
wife not have to deal with the mess.
I don’t want my access to medication corrupted by your interference. You want to kill yourself, that’s your business. You want to corrupt the medical establishment, you’re going to have a hell of a fight on your hands.
I hope that my husband never makes that choice. I want him with me for as long as God allows it.