Hubs came home from school on Monday and told me all about her day of voting and debating in class. With the upcoming election, I’m glad her teacher had a thought to give them insight into not only the importance of voting, but the freedom of choice to have your say.
There are two referendums this year with the general election. One is to legalize the production, sale, possession and use of cannabis recreationally.
She told me she voted yes for cannabis in their class election. When asked why, she informed them that she knows it helps sick people better than medicine does. The medicinal use of cannabis is already legal in NZ.
I explained that to her, but the cost of it in comparison is quite mind blowing.
$350 for a 200ml bottle from a pharmacy.
$350 per litre not from a pharmacy.
You do the math.
With the euthanasia referendum, she voted yes. This is the bill for voluntary euthanasia. It comes with conditions. Her reasoning was because she didn’t want people to suffer if they didn’t have to. While I appreciated her concern, I did not agree on this one.
I’ve seen the discomfort that comes with dying. I know the misery an ill person goes through in their last days, but at the end of a persons life it’s the perfect time for us to give back by showing love, care and compassion in those final moments. I know that there is no quality of life near the end, but your service back can be quality.
When the doctors gave Larry 12 months to live, he bypassed that date by 18 months. They were the most impressionable and refining months of my life. He prepared me, in those 18 months, for a life without him.
The best part happens in the last part.