Hope
You give me hope when hope is gone.I can breathe.
I can see the sun rise each day.
I can breathe fresh air everyday.
I can climb up steps everyday.
I am mobile - free to move where I want.
I feel so much hope - life has much to offer!
But what about the man who is paralysed from neck down? What does life have in store for him? The other day, some friends and I were talking about it. Naturally, the topic geared towards quality of life and euthanasia. Why can't we allow assisted-suicide?
"Cos we don't know when the cure will come. It may be tomorrow or 2 years down. We cannot deny him that chance," says a friend.
Yes I agree. But in between, other than roaming his eyes about, chewing food and being free to express himself facially, what happens to him? What goes on in his mind? What keeps him going?
Lord, show me.
Was so heartened to see a lady bring a man (might be her father) who is paralysed from neck down out for dinner. I never knew how emotional it could be until I saw for myself what it looks like for a person to be paralysed from neck down. Caregiving is certainly not easy for her. It is heartening because of the stigma attached to being paralysed and unable to move. She is one brave lady!
Budding doctors and scientists, here's why you're important.
posted by Ling @ 11:16 PM
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