- Apsolutely not!Vote A
- I wouldn't want to but I would do it so they wouldn't have to sufferVote B
Most Helpful Guy
I would not. There's a family at my parish who has a disabled son. I see how lovingly and joyfully he is received by those around him. I see how selfless his family is. Why would I, better yet, how could I do less?
Most Helpful Girl
My mom had a really religious friend who's son was missing half his skull and brain they refused to abort him and he suffered in complete agony for the 3 hours before he died. And they dressed him up and took pictures pretending to read to him as he writhed in pain. To me it seemed so selfish that they made him pose for pictures and dipped his hands and feet in paint for "memories" while he was in the process of painfully dying. I have never in my life seen anyone in so much pain as that baby was. I know everyone has a different way of mourning but it was at the cost of so much suffering for the baby the sounds he made still haunt me and I had to pretend to be okay with what was happening. I think they wanted to prove something about being pro-life more than they had their child's best interest at heart and that is the most baffling thing. The doctor even told me she'd asked them if they wanted to abort before his nervous system was developed enough to transmit pain signals, she said to them "In about two months the fetus is going to be in constant pain and if he survives birth he won't live more than a few minutes or hours, are you sure you won't consider it?" but they said no. That's the tough thing about being pro-choice I still think they deserved the choice, I just don't think they made the best one. I would have wanted to save any suffering I could from happening. Their son wasn't even given much dignity as he died, he was propped up in a bath taking staged "bathing photos" for their album and he just screamed even louder and went slack, naked in a room full of people and the top part of his skull wasn't even there. I wanted to wrap up the baby and tell everyone to stop staring at him, I wanted to scream. It was one of the worst days of my life. He had Anencephaly if any one wants to look up more about it.1