One of the more traumatic events of mine as a kid was when my best friend jumped off a balcony and wound up quadriplegic.
In fact, it was a lot more traumatic than if he would have gotten tortured to death right in front of me.
The reason it is so traumatic, is he has to live a minimum of a decade of torture I figured, with bed sores, needing to be spoon fed, needing his depends to be changed, and needing to be cleaned.
He also had a halo screwd into his skull and the nurse was poking his neck and chest to see where he could feel anything, and in agony and tears, he just kept saying in despair "no".
For some reason I have gone through some traumatic stuff , but that sticks out as being more disturbing than meeting the murderers I've met, or enduring some of the abuse I have.
I only hope and pray his ordeal is over (out of compassion) by now, because to be just a head, unable to move below the neck ( to me) sounds like unbearable torture worse than death ( 24 hours a day, seven days a week.)
I only saw him the night it happened in the ER.
But ever since then I feel the need each day to take a moment of silence and remember that some completely healthy young man or woman was hit by a drunk driver or had some accidental injury or gunshot wound that left them paralyzed from the neck down, and recall the pain they have of knowing they will wait the rest of their lives for death to bring some relief to that state of agony.
Christopher Reeves actually wanted to live like that over death, but for those who prefer death, I don't see why not make it legal to give them a very comfortable painless entry into a purely spiritual state.
But my question for myself is, " why do I feel the need to consider each day that a bunch of people went quadriplegic and are having to adjust to that misery?"
"Is it to develop a sense of gratitude? Is it to be pissed at God for allowing it? Is it to intercede for them? Is it to grow in compassion? Is it to be cognizant of how fragile this body is and what could happen at any given moment? Is it all of the above? Is it none of the above?"
What is your assessment or thoughts? It sometimes makes me less of a jerk or less arrogant and cocky to focus on such things. It can make me more grateful. But it does harm my trust in God's providence , and produces a type of despair sometimes.
Another thing I think about each day is all the suicides and how they must feel before they take their own lives, and how bad it feels to survive an attempt.
I'd say it's compassionate to enter into the pain of others, but not sure why I keep doing it, as it doesn't clearly accomplish much. My conscience keeps telling me to do so, so I follow it without really questioning it too much.
Any thoughts about that?
What are some depressing things you think about?
In fact, it was a lot more traumatic than if he would have gotten tortured to death right in front of me.
The reason it is so traumatic, is he has to live a minimum of a decade of torture I figured, with bed sores, needing to be spoon fed, needing his depends to be changed, and needing to be cleaned.
He also had a halo screwd into his skull and the nurse was poking his neck and chest to see where he could feel anything, and in agony and tears, he just kept saying in despair "no".
For some reason I have gone through some traumatic stuff , but that sticks out as being more disturbing than meeting the murderers I've met, or enduring some of the abuse I have.
I only hope and pray his ordeal is over (out of compassion) by now, because to be just a head, unable to move below the neck ( to me) sounds like unbearable torture worse than death ( 24 hours a day, seven days a week.)
I only saw him the night it happened in the ER.
But ever since then I feel the need each day to take a moment of silence and remember that some completely healthy young man or woman was hit by a drunk driver or had some accidental injury or gunshot wound that left them paralyzed from the neck down, and recall the pain they have of knowing they will wait the rest of their lives for death to bring some relief to that state of agony.
Christopher Reeves actually wanted to live like that over death, but for those who prefer death, I don't see why not make it legal to give them a very comfortable painless entry into a purely spiritual state.
But my question for myself is, " why do I feel the need to consider each day that a bunch of people went quadriplegic and are having to adjust to that misery?"
"Is it to develop a sense of gratitude? Is it to be pissed at God for allowing it? Is it to intercede for them? Is it to grow in compassion? Is it to be cognizant of how fragile this body is and what could happen at any given moment? Is it all of the above? Is it none of the above?"
What is your assessment or thoughts? It sometimes makes me less of a jerk or less arrogant and cocky to focus on such things. It can make me more grateful. But it does harm my trust in God's providence , and produces a type of despair sometimes.
Another thing I think about each day is all the suicides and how they must feel before they take their own lives, and how bad it feels to survive an attempt.
I'd say it's compassionate to enter into the pain of others, but not sure why I keep doing it, as it doesn't clearly accomplish much. My conscience keeps telling me to do so, so I follow it without really questioning it too much.
Any thoughts about that?
What are some depressing things you think about?
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