Disconnect

DISCONNECT

Last night I was sitting in the living room, talking to my wife about life… In-between, we talked about the idea of living or dying.

I told her : Darling never let me live in a vegetative state, totally dependent on machines and liquids from a bottle. If you see me in that state I want you to disconnect all the contraptions that are keeping me alive, I’d much rather die’.

My wife got up from the sofa with this real look of admiration towards me….and proceeded to disconnect the TV, the Cable, the Dish, the DVD, the Computer, the Cell Phone, the iPod, and the Xbox, and then went to the bar and threw away all my whisky, rum, gin, vodka & the beer in the fridge…

I ALMOST WENT IN TO A VEGETATIVE STATE. – From a mail through TM Loyola Pinto

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