In 2019, after taking a two hour nap, I woke up to suddenly discover without warning I was paralyzed from the neck down.
Once in the hospital the testing began in earnest to unlock this medical mystery. Each discipline of medicine from Internal to Gastroenterology to Endocrinology to Psychology to Neurology (and many in between) tried to solve it. Who would be the doctor to make a name for themselves to solve the puzzle? Even the hospital administrators were watching the progress intently. After weeks of endless tests as I lay in my bed unable to move (wearing my diaper) the doctor who was coordinating it came in to speak the verdict and this what he said,
"Laura-Lee, we don't know why you're in that bed so we can't get you out. You will just have to do whatever it takes to prepare yourself emotionally and mentally to live out the remainder of your life that way."
(Not the thing you want to hear when you've just turned fifty-three years-old)
So much for ALMIGHTY Medical Science!
The amazing thing was that overnight (literally) the attitude towards me changed. No longer was I a "means to gain glory" but just a HUGE burden on society and the staff made sure I knew that's what they thought of me. Not just by their neglect but by abuse as well (which is why I am not naming the EDMONTON hospital outright).
That was then, this is now. Now we have "progressed" to MAID or Medical Assistance In Dying. All 100% paid for by our Universal Healthcare in Canada.
"Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me…"
(written on the American Statue of Liberty)
and we will promptly administer a lethal injection so they can "die with dignity" because our economy is in ruins and they are in the way sucking up our resources and this is the easiest "path of least resistance".
At least that's the way the governments of Canada see it.
The rest of the world stands absolutely aghast and appalled at Canadians for doing nothing about it. They think we are a bunch of self-indulgent, clueless cowards. And you know what, sadly I agree.
However, even with the doctors' verdicts, God had different plans for me. I came back to my home less than 3 months later. THANK YOU, JESUS! He never gives up on us even when the rest of the world does.
I might be home but I'm still partially paralyzed. I need to use a walker. I get a small disability pension that keeps me living well below the poverty line and I'm in chronic pain.
BUT…my life STILL has purpose. I STILL have something valuable to contribute. And my BEST days are AHEAD of me.
I am NEVER, EVER, EVER…EVER going to kill myself, with or without a doctor's help.
EVER!
You are just going to have to deal with me, Canada. Me and the MILLIONS of other sick, poor and disabled Canadians who embrace LIFE.
JESUS SAID,
"I am the gate; whoever enters through me will be saved. They will come in and go out, and find pasture. The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have LIFE, and have it to the FULL.
I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd lays down his life for the sheep. (John 10:9-11)
Jesus. A Shepherd who gives His Life for others instead of wanting them to kill themselves because they are considered a burden and a bother. WHAT A HUGE DIFFERENCE!
The Truth with Love.
ALWAYS Laura-Lee
If you want to get past my diatribe to learn the facts on this issue, then I highly recommend this video by American Becket Cook as he interviews Bethel McGrew, who is an expert on the subject.
LINK "Canada's Cult of Death" Becket Cook YouTube
"Since you are precious and honored in my sight,
and because I love you,
I will give people in exchange for you,
nations in exchange for your life.
Do not be afraid, for I am with you;" (Isaiah 43:4-5)
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