In the state of Washington it is legal to end your life if you have a terminal illness and if you are able to self administer. You tell your doctor, who refers you to a panel of professionals who ask you a bunch of questions. In a few weeks you go back and do it again. If you pass the hurdles, you get the appropriate prescriptions to have filled. The prescriptions are for anti-emetics and phenobarbitol. Yes, I've asked a few questions of my own. I've been considering taking this route as of late. My progress is ramping up. I'm essentially a quadrapalegic but have full mental faculties and I'm being cared for by people who don't really know me or care about me. Additionally, my husband is here less and less. While I need him more and more. My family visits infrequently. I spend an inordinate amount of time alone and I'm coherent enough to know it. I see the road ahead. I live here. I may as well be dead sooner than later.
People are reading my blog! I cannot express my gratitude enough. My heart is soaring! Before I got ALS, it was a minor interest amongst many varied interests. Today, I am unable to physically participate in many of my prior interests, like motorcycling, photography, knitting and other handicrafts, hiking, traveling, painting, drawing, going to the gym, working in the garden, doing housework, canning, and cooking gourmet or ethnic foods. Therefore, I am more focused on the ones that are most accessible to me, such as reading via audiobook or e-book, television, movies, meditation, music appreciation, and writing. Like the blind man who's sense of hearing and smell is heightened, I'd like to think my crippled body has made me more attuned to things more on the spiritual and sensual level. Initially, when some members of my family read my blog, they chose to focus on what they viewed as negative. The feedback I got was harsh and personally critical. .I was told that I was ...
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