<Hawki63@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> fell face-first on the keyboard. This was the
result: news:Z68dk.10118$LG4.6089@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> HI Marc
>
> arguing with Jan Drew is sorta like arguing with a no brain person
>
> she loves to criticize...usuallly about things she knows very little
> about
>
> you sound like a great Dad...hope your kids are doing OK
Thanks, Hawk;
I was going to let it go, but you know, people who make arguments for
letting parents off who abuse or outright kill their kids just sickens
me.
We all (parents, that is) made a choice when we chose to become parents -
Specifically, we chose to make sacrifices until and if our children
become able and cabable of looking out for their own best interests.
That means if you're into booze and dope, not drinking and drugging
around the kids (or if you're going to be responsible for them) - If
you're down to your last $20 and it's a choice of diapers and formula or
sirloin steaks, you choose the diapers and formula.
That list goes on and on - You don't need me to reiterate the painfully
obvious :)
One thing that I don't think many think of, though (because most of us
don't *have* to think about it) - is the one other big obligation and
responsibility: If we, the parents, know that we *cannot* take care of
our kids - be it through inability, lack of will or cir***stances beyond
our control, then it behooves us, for our children, to transfer their
care to those that can.
What this also means is that our elected representatives - i.e. those
that make the laws - recognize this, as well - If we're incapable or
unwilling to make that decision, then the government will step in and
make it for us.
I.e.: If I am starving my kids to death because I don't have any money,
if they are suffering because I am not getting them medication or they
are being mistreated because I'm a moron, they'll take them away from me
to ensure that _THEY_ have the best chance at life.
I'm not looking for brownie points or pats on the back, but I've
***BEEN*** in that situation the mother in this story was in. I was told
*twice* that my son was not going to live until the end of the week. I
spent most of the first two years of his life up with him at night to
make sure he didn't choke on his own vomit because he threw up
*everything* that went into him - even sips of water and certainly
formula and breastmilk. If you haven't been through it, it's hard to
explain just how tired, nay, *exhausted* you become when the little guy
you love the most has been screaming - not crying, not moaning, but
*screaming* for 36 hours *straight*.
I couldn't begin to tell you the *tens of thousands* (Well, maybe
thousands and thousands - I honestly don't keep track anymore) of dollars
in food alone that's either been vomited up or simply crumbled up and
thrown across the floor. That happens to this day, simply because my
little guy is the way that he is - When he cries, it's a guessing game as
to whether he's hungry, thirsty, wet bum, in pain, bored - whatever - He
doesn't talk. He doesn't even have consistant signals or signs for what
it is he wants.
Anyway - my point being: My son has gone through a *lot* in his ten short
years of life. Certainly a helluva lot more than I've gone through with
cancer and, truth be told, he's the main reason I don't feel sorry for
myself: I just have to look at him to realize what a fighter *really* is.
He's a happy, joyful little guy that brings *incredible* happiness to
those around him today - Imagine if I'd given up like this "mother" did
so many years ago ? From a completely selfish point of view, where would
I be if Liam weren't around to keep me straight and level ? Coming out of
surgery in December with a big honkin' hole through my skull to my brain,
who's to say the thought of "Well, we gave up on Liam, because it was
easier that way, maybe I should just do the same..."
Anyway: I've learned a lot about cancer in the last six months. With a
30% recurrence chance, along with the fact that when they opened me up,
they weren't even *looking* for cancer, dealing with the end game and the
therapies to avoid or prolong it is certainly something I've also been
doing a lot of learning about. A few months of pain or discomfort, if it
means survival - which in this boy's case certainly *was* the case - is
well worth it for a lifetime ahead.
--
Marc Bissonnette
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