I'm a little disturbed...

Okay. So, my MAIN problem with Stann going away - for any length of time, overnight or away on a "guys" night...is this...

I watch TV programs I shouldn't.

Either it's creepy enough, that I scare myself silly {I have a history of this: when I was 18, I spent 1 NIGHT by myself, in my parents house while they were camping - I was headed up to meet them the next day. So what movie did I decide to watch?! "Silence of the Lambs". Yup! Dumb teenager alert! Another reason why I don't watch scary movies...!) or I watch morbid TV shows about death; idiotic shows like '16 and pregnant' or some other kind of 'Lifetime Movie Network' movie...that does nothing but scare me out of my wits - OR - make me shake my head at the sheer stupidity of mankind around me.

So, night before last, I watched a program that was pretty disturbing to me. At least, disturbing in the way that it was presented - because it was so non-chalant. I didn't like that.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0M4BuKGhiYU is the link to an excerpt of the program that I watched on OPB.

Admittedly, the disease this guy had was awful. Lou Gehrig's disease is awful. It's just an awful, awful way to go... (he did go through with it..BTW...)

But some of the things that he said disturbed me - because he basically said it was hypocritcal to object to euthenasia or "playing God" when modern science "plays God" all the time.....saving newborn's lives....extending the lives of those who'd be dead already - if it weren't for modern medicine's intervention.

I understand that up to a point. But my point is this: it's not about "playing God"....it's about reverencing LIFE.

All life. Life in its entirety. How can we truly appreciate the good times without the bad?! I see the medical miracles and breakthroughs as that - and simply that - of a tribute to the gift of life that God has given us.

There are times I don't like the hand I'm dealt. But does anybody - during the bad/rough times? It was heartbreaking to watch and see - not only the deterioration of his body being ravaged by a fast paced disease, but also because I felt truly sorry for him that he felt his only option was suicide. And it wasn't like he even thought he was going to a better place! He was agnostic! But it just broke my heart, I felt truly saddened and I couldn't reconcile his actions and his logic, with the God in Heaven that I know.

I really wasn't sure that I should post this, but it almost felt wrong - after seeing this program that will undoubtedly garner support for the assisted suicide movement - to NOT post that it was wrong. It felt wrong to sit, watching and not voicing my sadness and dislike for the growing take that "It's my choice". {I'm really starting to dislike those words! They sound more and more like a child throwing a tantrum...!}

So....maybe the next time Stann goes out of town....to save myself any heartache, sadness, angst and disturbance....

I should give him the remote.