Who would you choose?

Terri Schiavo's Death Process

http://news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&u=/ucjk/20050324/cm_ucjk/thelawandterrischiavo


Well, I am sure that everyone has heard of this case. And I'm not one to get to political - well, actually I am, I just never talk about it with anyone very often. Anyway, after hearing the story and obviously having my own opinion about it, one question I am left with is 'Who would you rather choose your destiny - Your husband or your parents?'

If my parents were still alive whilst I was in that state, they obviously would want to have a say in what happens to me. But if I were to be married at that time, apparently my husband would be the only one to have a say in it, legally. For some people/marriages this could be a bad thing. In this day in time a lot of marriages are bad ones. The intent of some people in this world can be very questionable. Would you trust your husband to make the right decision for you? Would you trust your family to make the right decision for you?

I think this proves a strong point in the fact that we should all have living wills. This whole Schiavo case wouldn't even be an issue if, in fact, she had these decisions already made. Don't get me wrong, I am not placing blame on Terri Schiavo, I just feel the whole country would not have to watch her die and place this obviously emotional state on all of her family, had her wishes been published in a will.

Something I have done since I turned 18 was to update my will at every new year. It's not some big, long drawn out legal paper, in fact, I don't even have it noterized (although I should). But, my wishes are spelled out and things I want to leave people are ordered in this will. My sister knows where this will is and should anything happen to me, she knows to go and get it and carry my wishes out. Most anyone who knows me, knows my stance on life-support. But just in case, I have it written down. I think everyone should do this so that the question would never have to be asked, 'Who would you rather choose to decide if your life would end?' You would have the decision yourself. And personally, that's a lot more comforting.

For living will documents, you might check out the following links:

http://www.uslegalforms.com/living-will-forms.htm

http://www.uslivingwillregistry.com/

http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&q=living+will

Moving Day - 2 Weeks Away

Well, I've got two weeks to pack. Ask me if I've started packing yet. No. No I haven't. I have enough crap in my teeny little apartment to pack for 3 weeks. Ask me how many boxes I have. Six. Six teeny little boxes. Ya know the kind that computer paper comes in. Yeah, six of those. I am the Queen of Procrastination. The idea of moving and being in a much bigger place thrills me. The idea of packing, however, not so much.

Where am I moving you ask? Well, nowhere of any great excitement. Just the next city over. I will however be closer to work. Which will be nice, cause I will be able to spend more of my lunch hour stuffing my face. Cause that's exactly what I need. I do wish I was moving somewhere far away though. It would be nice, atleast for a little while. I'm in that mood right now. The kind where you just want to move away and not come back. And no, I am not PMSing - Despite the popular belief that I am Always at that time of the month. In fact, I feel like I have been quite nice lately to everyone. Which makes the funk I am in that much worse. It's not so much the 'poor pitiful me' day as it is the 'I'm standing in a crowded room and feel alone' day. It's been one of those weeks that you feel you are putting out and getting nothing in return, in all facets of life. Anywho. Enough about that.

It's been a while since I've posted. Not sure why. It's not like I don't have the time at work. Maybe when I get to my new apartment I can get DSL and write an entry every night. Or maybe atleast every other night. We'll see...

Well, I have to go scout the building for more boxes. Ya know, so they can sit empty in my living room as I wait until the Wednesday before I move to start filling them. Ergo - Queen of Procrastination...