Comment Left on Javon Blog:
I felt you made some really sharp insights. Overall it was a really moving and relatable piece. Its intresting how you connected Sicko and your own personnel experience with your grandfather. Its a shame how at 76 a man must still work to recieve care. Where is the fairness in that.When thing's like this occur it shows the real flaw of the healthcare system in the united states. Some argue no one is entitled, no one is owed anything , America is where you pick yourself up from your own boot straps but I wonder when do we think bigger ? when do we realize we live in a community, that where not cowboys on the open road ? In my opinon it is are moral obligation to take care of those who cant take care of themselves. The no one has to go see their grandfather sick in hospital wondering how their going to pay for their care. I feel you have a nice way of illustrating this in your writing.
Comment Left On Ardens Blog:
Arden I enjoyed reading your post. At times it was witty, harsh, but most of all real. I feel like you really talked about the situation from your perspective , you never lost your voice in even talking about a serious and sadd topic. I wonder tho can your really say she's experience everything? do you ever really get that old? Even at 96 I cant see anyone alright with death. Theirs always somthing you could of done, or should of said. I felt you hit on a really intresting point point, when you said she knew she was dying but all she could do was accept it. Its odd idea to grasp, the idea of knowing your dying and theirs nothing you can do.Jean-Paul Sartre ones said "The more sand that has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it." I wonder if this is true for your great grandmother, does she see life a little clearer ? does she see who was important ? who she loved ? how her life played out ? And what does this mean for you, teenagers are age ? Should we not spend are life's as carelessly as most of do ? Should we make decesions knowingg that one day will judge ourselves for them. To you 96 seemed like a long life, I wonder for your great grandmother if that seemed like not anove.Stories like these always make me sit and think about how Im living my life.It makes me think of relationships of made and relationships Ive ruined. Of things Ive said and things I havent. It makes me think all the things I want do before Im disintegrating . I guess if anything thats the gift of dying and illness not so much for the person dying but the people around them, it lets you reflect and maybe even change. My biggest fear in dying, second to the pain, has to be my fear That I might regreat decisions.But I guess at one point or another will all have somone sayng goodbye to us.
Comment Left On My Blog By My Brother Joshua:
I felt you made some really sharp insights. Overall it was a really moving and relatable piece. Its intresting how you connected Sicko and your own personnel experience with your grandfather. Its a shame how at 76 a man must still work to recieve care. Where is the fairness in that.When thing's like this occur it shows the real flaw of the healthcare system in the united states. Some argue no one is entitled, no one is owed anything , America is where you pick yourself up from your own boot straps but I wonder when do we think bigger ? when do we realize we live in a community, that where not cowboys on the open road ? In my opinon it is are moral obligation to take care of those who cant take care of themselves. The no one has to go see their grandfather sick in hospital wondering how their going to pay for their care. I feel you have a nice way of illustrating this in your writing.
Comment Left On Ardens Blog:
Arden I enjoyed reading your post. At times it was witty, harsh, but most of all real. I feel like you really talked about the situation from your perspective , you never lost your voice in even talking about a serious and sadd topic. I wonder tho can your really say she's experience everything? do you ever really get that old? Even at 96 I cant see anyone alright with death. Theirs always somthing you could of done, or should of said. I felt you hit on a really intresting point point, when you said she knew she was dying but all she could do was accept it. Its odd idea to grasp, the idea of knowing your dying and theirs nothing you can do.Jean-Paul Sartre ones said "The more sand that has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it." I wonder if this is true for your great grandmother, does she see life a little clearer ? does she see who was important ? who she loved ? how her life played out ? And what does this mean for you, teenagers are age ? Should we not spend are life's as carelessly as most of do ? Should we make decesions knowingg that one day will judge ourselves for them. To you 96 seemed like a long life, I wonder for your great grandmother if that seemed like not anove.Stories like these always make me sit and think about how Im living my life.It makes me think of relationships of made and relationships Ive ruined. Of things Ive said and things I havent. It makes me think all the things I want do before Im disintegrating . I guess if anything thats the gift of dying and illness not so much for the person dying but the people around them, it lets you reflect and maybe even change. My biggest fear in dying, second to the pain, has to be my fear That I might regreat decisions.But I guess at one point or another will all have somone sayng goodbye to us.
Comment Left On My Blog By My Brother Joshua:
The blog you posted was... theres no words in describing how I felt about that. It was just so real. I mean we as a society really try and look the other way when it comes to death, and we do this because we are afraid of looking at death straight in the face and not flinch.
Your #27 post on visiting a sick person was very insightful. Personally i could connect with a grandparent being ill. I felt that one of the stronger areas of your post was when you stated that people try to avoid death. I found this sentence; “As if their last moments are used to putting back the broken pieces glass which are their life” very interesting. You brought to my attention that most people avoid dying for so long there is so much to fix before they are gone. Majority of the time there is to much to put back together because of the lack of preparation for death.
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