A week ago I had no real idea of what it is like to be in Terri's body. Today, thanks to Judge George Greer, I'm beginning to understand. I'm crying out, but no one can hear me. I want to get up and walk out of this nightmare, but my legs won't move me. I want to scream at the man who is responsible for this, but he is out of range of my voice. He won't come near me. The coward. I'm totally helpless. And I'm so thirsty, thirsty for justice, but no one is giving me any. I...