A terrible choice

I apologise for not answering this last night, I was extremely tired, and for my short curt reply now, I'm getting wholly sick of you moderators targeting me with your nonsensical garbage.

In both cases I would go for prolonged life. That pretty much everyone else that has posted would go for the 'comfortable' option is one of the reasons I despise current society, and its inherent weakness.

I would rather live a life of constant pain, from start to finish, than not live at all.

And as I already mentioned, we are all 'terminal'. I would rather go out fighting, than go out acceptng and waiting. And I would wish the same for all that I love.
 
For me i would want to die naturally if i knew there was no cure that could help me

but for my loved one i would let them make whatever decision she wanted and i would stick by them 100%


i had this type of conversation with my mum a few weeks ago and she told me that if she was terminally dying of cancer that she would not have treatment and that her children would have to respect her wishes,which would be hard but she would be entitled to make her own choice
 
For myself, or for a loved one, I choose Option A.

Matter of fact, it's already been discussed in the Buffanator household. If I ever get a cancer & my chances are slim to none, then I'm gonna have a blow out party, do some things I've always wanted to do, & go out with a smile on my face. We all gotta die sometime. Extending the inevitable & being in pain & sick really is no way to live. Serious pun intended.

Hellfire & brimstone, I might even "Thelma & Louise" it if I could find a willing partner. 😉
 
I would just like to reitterate, that I was entirely annoyed when writing my previous post, abrupt as it was, and while it was completely oversimplifying the problem, it is essentially the viewpoint I hold.

Anyway, quick off topic point

itsxpaperdoll said:
I'm so sorry but I can't help but saying: It's NEVER lupus 😉

I was absolutely disgusting with my sister when I said this to her, and she just looked at me blankly. Forget all the medical crap that had been happening to her, she didn't watch house??!

Actually none of my family watch House, and believe me, I said to everyone of them, when my sister came up in conversation "its never lupus"... to blank faces.

What a crime.
 
i think that i would choose the treatment/longer life option for me. as for a loved one, it would be up to him or her. i would of course want him or her to be around as long as possible, but it really wouldn't be my decision to make.
 
I've just read your reply to my post BotD.

At the end of Nov 1999 I was given a choice by a neurosurgeon, have an operation immediately, or don't plan on celebrating Xmas. I took the first option. This time I've taken the second option.
 
I'd take the treatments. Go out fighting. All that jazz. I've always been pretty sickly, anyway. I've also beaten more than my fair share of bad odds. Doctors gave infant Palabra a 20% chance of even living, and that was with some pretty crappy complications tacked on. Guess what? I'm still here. I was supposed to die, supposed to be wheelchair bound, supposed to be mentally retarded... blah, blah, blah. I'm none of those things. I'm a miracle. No one knows why. Even now, when my legs and toes are becoming increasingly crooked and no one can tell me why, I'm giving the physical therapy my all and improving by leaps and bounds. Thanks to the therapy, I'm actually walking better than I ever did before -- despite the condition of my feet and legs. Most people who know me think this 'luck" of mine stems from my bull headed determination to never give up.

Due to the condition of my legs, I was recently looking at a couple of possibly terminal and/or crippling diagnosis options. I underwent some scary tests and whatnot. Fortunately, I dodged that bullet. Even so, I did have to consider what my response would be if I ended up with one of the scarier diseases, so I know I would go for option 2. I respect and understand those who go with option 1. It's a tempting option and I don't think there is any disgrace or weakness in making an informed choice to make your remaining time as healthy and as full of life as it can be. For me, though, doctors' dire predictions hardly ever amount to a hill of beans. I'd rather brazen my way through, fight this latest ailment with everything I have, and maybe rev up my efforts to achieve some lifetime goals than just blindly accept what the docs tell me. Miracles do happen. I'd rather take my chances on strongarming another one into coming my way.
 
Kean
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Cuz you're an amazon:)
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