If I am AWARE that I am being starved/thirsted to death, I don't want that. But neither do I want to eat if I don't want to eat. Not an easy choice for anyone to make on such a matter. Ideally, I would simply want someone to administer a euphoric drug that made me feel as calm and wonderful as possible...then a drug that would simply stop my life. I don't consider it suicide if there is no chance of living without a miracle. And if God has been given plenty of time to do a miracle, then He, knowing that what I want done, can step in and make that happen. Otherwise, let me go. I don't want to be a burden or be unable to be of any use to anyone (I think I might be at that point already!).My dad told me something that did a great deal of good for me. He is 80-years-old, and a few years back, I was, for some reason, asking about pulling the plug on him (perhaps someone we knew had had to make that choice). I did not think I would have the ability to pull the plug on my dear ol' dad. But what he said changed everything....He told me that he wouldn't want to live like that! That that was no way to live. Further, he had lived a good, long, happy life, was ready to go, and so what of it?I said, But what if you are locked in--that is, you can hear us talk, but you can't respond? His response was again, That's no way to live! And so, if the time comes, I suppose I will take him for a final road trip far into the Smokies or the Rockies, perhaps...then allow him to watch a day go by in those mountains that he loves so much...and just sit with him until he is gone. The Lord knows that I hope that never happens. But it would be my dad's wish, I think, to do something like that before he was just permitted to wither away...and, worse, know he was withering away. And that would be my wish for myself also. I want to live long and prosper (wink), but when the time comes to go, let me go without holding me back artificially.