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So much to talk about!

I am so full of opinions (or something) today.

First, I am so tired of the Terri Schiavo drama. I hate that her husband made a medical decision for her and her parents (and what seems to be thousands of other people) are fighting him. I chose to marry my husband and HE is the person who will make my medical decisions. I feel for Terri's parents, but at some point (when your daughter or son gets married) you no longer get to make those decisions. You may not agree with the husbands choice but that was your daughter's choice. I get so pissed off that people think it is okay. If my family fought my husband over my medical decisions...I would come back to haunt their asses!!!!
I found the interview of her siblings on Fox News last night equally upsetting. They are so desperate o "save" their sister, they are now implying that Michael may have done something to Terri that caused her to collapse. This poor man!!! ( refer to my brother's comments...maybe not the right choice of words for everyone, but if he has his heart in the right place then ....poor man) Why can't anyone see his agony? Why is he a monster because he wants to honor his wife's wishes? There are many, many things that a husband and wife discuss that parents may not be privy to. Alright...I am done bitching about that....on to the next topic

Update: my main point is that it is the husband's decision to make whether we agree or not.

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