My first wife was severely handicapped, and her Doc at that time insisted that merely getting pregnant might kill her; so I had myself "fixed."
There are "worlds within worlds" of that simple sentence- how wrong he was, how when he- who was a Urologist- learned he had bladder cancer ( which he cheerfully treated other people for... ) went home and carefully got in his tub & blew his brains out.....
Just suffice it to say I made my "choice," and now I live with it. My first wife? Twenty years ago yesterday I turned off the respirator that kept her alive after a stroke "blew her brains out" and held her while she died- and it took a long, long time for that tough little body to give up- even ruined, she fought like a tiger to hang on one last minute to life.
And yes, after what seemed like a thousand years in Hell, things got better, I remarried, life went on.... but I still... think back, and wonder what life would have been if I had made different, and better "choices"---
You describe the thousand years of Hell, then life goes on. I used to think that, but time and circumstances have altered my opinion. Thank you for sharing this. You've provided a lot of food for thought.
Don't feel like the lone ranger backhoe. - I'm sure that if most of us here were totally honest, we'd have to say the same thing. - Fortunately, the Lord paid the price for all of our 'choices' and he is willing to forgive. All we have to do is ask.