If I ever get this bad…
If the time should ever come that I will be confined to a nursing home or rehabilitation center (the physical kind, not the drug an alcohol kind), my brain is pretty much mush and there is no reasonable hope that I will leave that place alive, it is my sincerest wish that someone will put me out of my misery.
I might add that I hope that this small favor is accomplished before my medical bills clean out what ever pittance I manage to leave behind for my survivors.
- 30 -
I'd rather rot on my own floor than be found by a bunch of bingo players in a nursing home.
- Florence King
Labels: Health care, Life in general, Medicine, Philosophy
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