I hope I never have to walk in any shoes like Robert Latimer's . I'm not sure what I'd do.
It would kill me to see my child suffer.
I know I couldn't put a child in a truck and gas him/her.
If I chose that route to "end suffering", I'd sit in the truck too, as I know I couldn't live with myself afterwards.
I know of severely retarded children who have been raised by their parents at home, and I would like to think I'd be one of those parents, but, who knows?
As stated, those would be horrible shoes to have to wear.
Now, I gotta stop thinking about this.
Woke up from a bad dream to read this bad dream.
Those of us who have normal kids really don't appreciate the luck we have.