When one is faced with the choice of whether to live or die, the instinct of survival is very strong. Even when the quality of life is minimal, the desire to live is prominent. I am thankful that my brother is cognizant and able to make that decision for himself.
This has opened up the issue of Terry Schiavo, for me all over again. Ironically, a recent column of mine also spurred the debate surrounding Schiavo. Allow me to talk about it once more, please.
Life or Death, What Would you Choose?
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When I answered the phone on the afternoon of Sept. 5th, 2004, I had no idea what I was in for; that phone call changed my life forever. My son Scott was seriously hurt and being transported to the ER. I left my home immediately to join him at the hospital. While en route, when I had almost arrived, I drove up along side my son's wife, who was also headed to the ER - I waved to her to let her know that I would be there with her. The look she gave me was very unsettling - in fact it was eerie. She gave me a very cold stare – as if to say, “What are you doing here?”
Her silence toward me in the ER waiting room only gave me more concern. From then on nothing but bizarre and unnatural behavior has been displayed by my daughter-in law, Liza. Let me tell you the story.
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