This case originates near Pine View Farm, though I do not know the family:
In all, the judge heard 11 hours of testimony before the hearing concluded late Tuesday. At issue is if the teen can make his own medical decisions and whether he can keep living with his parents and four siblings on Chincoteague, an island off Virginia’s Eastern Shore.
The judge is expected to issue a written decision by July 18.
The teen, who goes by Abraham, has Hodgkin’s disease, a cancer of the lymph nodes.
Three months of chemotherapy last year made him extremely weak. So when he learned in February that his cancer was active again, he turned — against doctors’ advice — to a sugar-free organic diet, herbs and visits to a clinic in Mexico.
I nearly wrote, “I make no judgements.”
But I do. And I know this sounds harsh, especially in our culture, which likes to pretend that everyone is immortal and death is not part of life.
The track record of Mexican alternative cancer clinics is pretty much identical to the track record of the current Federal Administration: Fraudulent, abysmal, and incompetent.
But if the kid wants to die, rather then get competent medical attention, well, I just don’t know. Who has the right to put a value on his life?
Whose choice is it to make on his behalf: death or discomfort?
What would you, dear reader, recommend? Should the Commonwealth protect him from himself?
I’m just glad I ain’t the judge.
(aside) Maybe Senator Frist can diagnose him over a television broadcast and get Congress to pass a law. He tried it once; will he try it again?