Maybe its just because I’m sure in my own faith But I am going to die someday, and yes, absolutely to die because of the greed or just by an honest accident, it is a tragedy. But of all the ways to die, if it is in an act the saves the lives of 2, maybe several other innocent people, I would not begrudge my loss. My only regret would be that someone who was not innocent: not deserving, would get to benefit from my sacrifice, while someone actually deserving dies waiting on a list. If you drank your liver to death, clogged your heart by obesity inactivity and smoking, destroyed your kidneys through drug overdose in a failed suicide attempt, you don’t deserve another, I hope you’d never get mine, I’d rather it rot with me in the ground then get wasted by you, because you would never be grateful. if you were, you’d still have your own.
I’ve talked to a doctor working with transplant, and had to hear about 17 year olds killed in car crash, 3 days before his birthday, and his organ goes to an older man, (an alcoholic) who had the gall to complain to the doctor that it was so inconvenient for him, he was missing a [some social function] he was supposed to be at. Not a care that just down the hall is a kid who was supposed to be at his 18th birthday party tomorrow. Ungratefulness just burns me like nothing else.
I do wonder if any of you who value your life so much you won’t be a donor, with your mindset, would you really ever be willing to fight in a war to save other innocent lives when it means you might loose your own? I see no difference.
Welcome to FR.
Your faith is inspiring. I am with you 100%. As for the ungrateful, you would probably be disgusted by the general ungratefulness of our society in general. As a FF/Paramedic I spend my life taking care of many that make stupid mistakes. (think DUI but there are so many stupid things you would never believe them) If I wanted gratefulness in return, I would be one very depressed guy.
I once risked my life to save a drunk guy from a car that was overcome with major flooding. I broke my arm, but still got him to safety. After we got to shore, he said he “didn’t want no spic mexican taking care of him” and asked for someone else. Things like this happen all the time. I have learned to make no judgement, but to help all who need it, deserving or not, grateful or not. I don’t know why they are like they are, I just do my best to help everyone. Partially because my job requires it, and partially because it is the only way I can look myself in the mirror.
I am sure I have been taken advantage of from time to time. I would rather that, than making a misjudgement that costs someone their life.
Yes, if you can save someone’s life, that’s good.
Life is nothing if not complicated. I have doctors at the moment whom I know I can trust. But if you go off the road and into the emergency room maybe in some other town, or get a doctor on duty whom you don’t know, then you are in some danger.
There are at least some doctors out there who might cut corners in order to get an organ when they want one, just as there are some doctors out there willing to practice abortion or to euthanize a patient who still has a chance of recovery. If nothing else, organ donation complicates the medical profession and has a downside as well as an upside.
In this case, a family came within a couple of minutes of losing their son because a doctor was in a hurry to harvest his organs.