Quote: Originally Posted by Zzarchov
As long as you don't ever get on a list to receive a donar Praxius I think you are well within your rights to not give up your body parts.
Its you alone who has to go before the pearly gates and explain why you let your organs rot in the ground rather than donate them and save someone.
I don't believe in the Bible it states we have to give up our dead bodies to save the lives of others. Wouldn't that be cheating "God's Plan?"
But besides that, I have my own outlook of life and the afterlife, besides Christianity.... a religion which borrowed angels and halos from the Greeks.
To me it seems odd not to, but if it bothers you it bothers you. And you aren't wierd (as much as I teased you above), lots of people don't swap body parts to save lives.
Jehovah's Witnesses won't share blood for instance.
So if you won't share blood or other organs because of religious reasons (or just because you believe its someones time), you have that right and no one should mock you for it.
Well I also was brought up from a Roman Catholic family. But besides that, a few experiences in my life have brought me to my conclusion. The last of which was when my grandmother had a stroke and was in the hospital for two weeks on life support. She knew it was coming on and had previous ones. She knew the next one would make her stuck in the hospital until she died. So she never told anybody for a week she wasn't feeling well. Finally my grandfather noticed and took her to the hospital.
She had tubes all down her throat to help her breath and all she could do was move a hand and look around... if not, sleep.... for two weeks.
My family's beliefs went against what I knew my grandmother wanted. Their beliefs were to keep her alive as long as possible and hope that God would bring her back out of it. But they kept her on the machine until they had to remove it or else it would do perm. damage.
They took her off.... she died. She shuold have died as she wanted, not in a hospital for two weeks with people coming from all over and crying over her, before she was even in a casket, which I imagine was much like one she was living at the time.
If I thought about it, I would have gotten her a pen and paper, but then another side of me didn't want to cause friction and more drama within the family at the time. Being young at the time, I knew was was need, but I didn't have enough courage to say something.
But my grandfather on the other side of the family had a very similar situation, but opposite. He had numerous strokes. He was a fisherman all his life and built a cabin for the family out on a lake. He used to boat all the grand kids out every summer to get away and have fun.
One day he was having the same effect, and knew this would be the last time for him, because he'd be damned if he's stay in a hospital until he dies after a stroke.
He took the family out as usual and my grandmother noticed something was wrong, but he as well, kept quet about it. He got them all to the camp across the lake, then headed out into the woods and passed away. Where he always felt peaceful and back with nature.
Unfortunatly how he was found was not so pleasent for one of my realitives, but the principle none the less was understood by all. He went as he wanted, and how he was supposed to in his eyes.
Much as I hope to someday. I may not live for a long time, maybe I will. But whatever way I do, be it cancer, or a heat attack, or whatever... I hope to be in a place I am happy. Which is also why at the same time, I made peace with my life, and why everyday is a bonus.
It's not that I'm gonna see a truck flying at me and I'm gonna go *shrug* "Oh well" ~ I'm gonna fight tooth and nail to survive. But with what I was born with, not from what someone died with.