So since I was last here in SW, I got a new MRI
Proof that my incurable and untreatable illness has progressed.
What do you all think about euthanasia in my circumstance?
What do you all think about euthanasia in my circumstance?
61-69, F
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smileylovesgaming · 31-35, F
FlowersNButterflies · 61-69, F
@smileylovesgaming That made me giggle! People die without clearing their bucket lists, every day!
Really · 80-89, M
@FlowersNButterflies I'm glad you had a giggle. You sound very honest and courageous. I hope your husband won't mind my saying I love you. I wish you the best possible life quality and the most desirable, peaceful end.
When people speak of bucket lists I always hear Nana Mouskouri singing the line "[i]and not be defeated by yesterday's dreams.[/i]" I've had to apply that advice to many of my own dreams, and it's strangely comforting. Here's something I already quoted elsewhere but I'll repeat; perhaps you'll like it:
[i]"[c=800000]In our later years, we pull in the outposts.
At ten, fantasy drives an exploring module around the moon; at twenty the Trans-Siberian Railway or hunkering down to help natives in Mindanao; at thirty a year off in Tuscany or Tahiti. We station a couple of scouts at the perimeter of the empire - geographical and also intellectual. We shall take music lessons, learn Spanish dance, paint on a houseboat, read Proust, Gibson and Cervantes, open a restaurant, write a movie script or a detective novel, study Chinese, play the commodities markets. We begin to send a few more troops to these outposts, visit them, dwell there. We gather clippings, keep notes and addresses, mark possible future dates in the calendar. Then, as years pass, we begin to call the troops home one by one. With lingering nostalgia we abandon them to the sands and the wind. traceless fantasies. Some vanish without yearnings, more likely with amazement that they once seemed viable parts of the empire. Pulling in the outposts is simply calling home the possibilities and dropping in to where you are, your place.[/c][/i]"
When people speak of bucket lists I always hear Nana Mouskouri singing the line "[i]and not be defeated by yesterday's dreams.[/i]" I've had to apply that advice to many of my own dreams, and it's strangely comforting. Here's something I already quoted elsewhere but I'll repeat; perhaps you'll like it:
[i]"[c=800000]In our later years, we pull in the outposts.
At ten, fantasy drives an exploring module around the moon; at twenty the Trans-Siberian Railway or hunkering down to help natives in Mindanao; at thirty a year off in Tuscany or Tahiti. We station a couple of scouts at the perimeter of the empire - geographical and also intellectual. We shall take music lessons, learn Spanish dance, paint on a houseboat, read Proust, Gibson and Cervantes, open a restaurant, write a movie script or a detective novel, study Chinese, play the commodities markets. We begin to send a few more troops to these outposts, visit them, dwell there. We gather clippings, keep notes and addresses, mark possible future dates in the calendar. Then, as years pass, we begin to call the troops home one by one. With lingering nostalgia we abandon them to the sands and the wind. traceless fantasies. Some vanish without yearnings, more likely with amazement that they once seemed viable parts of the empire. Pulling in the outposts is simply calling home the possibilities and dropping in to where you are, your place.[/c][/i]"
smileylovesgaming · 31-35, F
@FlowersNButterflies if I knew I would die in a few years I would sell my house and travel the world till I die.