This is a very long read. Your mind will be challenged. I
think you may say, mine certainly is after you get to the bottom of this…
Our Prime Minister yesterday said she is going to introduce lifesaving
opt out organ donation in England. This means people will not have to register
to donate their organs, but if they don’t want their organs being used, then they
will have to opt out.
This is already happening in Wales and the Scottish Government are about to make it the same there. Mrs May said it would help the most vulnerable in our society. She said.
"We already know, for example, that members of black minority ethnic communities have a higher risk of illnesses such as high blood pressure that may lead to the need for an organ transplant.””
500 people last year in England died because of needing
organ donations and the suitable ones weren’t available. There are 6,500 people
on the transplant list.
So, what is my opinion on this subject? Controversial, not
really, though there will be some who will say I’m wrong of course. Selfish? Some
would say yes. Weird? Definitely, but here goes.
Firstly, I think if someone excepts a transplant, they
should have to be on the list to donate their organs. If they are not already on that list, then
they should have to sign a paper to say they will donate. If they are in a
state of mind where they can’t do that because for example they are in a coma,
then that should be up to their next of kin.
For those who need anything to do with their kidneys and it
has proven that their damage is self-inflicted, they should be at the back of
the queue. Harsh, perhaps. Me for example, I’m hugely overweight. Not from all
that I eat but lack of exercise combined with the actual food I eat. Not masses
by far, quite the opposite, but just the wrong food. I eat double my bread
intake. So, if I need anything to do with that, and there is a fitter person on
the list for the same part, then they should get the treatment. I’m not saying
thin people should automatically go to the front of the queue, as I know
someone who is six and a half stone, 90 lbs, but they smoke, drink and only eat
food that is fried. Tell me how she is thin? I don’t know. But her life is in
my opinion dangerous. So, how do peoples lifestyles get checked out? Hmm. Well,
it’s possible for sure by what we buy, all store cards for example, do you
think that is for our benefit? No, I’m sure it is big brother of the future. But
that isn’t 100% accurate, because in our
house for example. My Husband eats meat. Not fried. I don’t eat meet, because I’m
a vegetarian. My Husband and I eat bread, crisps and chocolate. Our Son never
eats anything like that apart from the odd sandwich which is never more than a
couple of slices per day. He eats very healthy, though not fruit. My Husband
eats loads of fruit, me, a little. So, if all of us needed a transplant, to do
with the heart for example, I would be at the bottom of the list because of my
weight, but for what my Husband eats it should be him. And my Son should be at
the top, but, if the NHS were in contact with our card that buys our shopping,
it would be very confusing for them to decide. Unless they went on weight and
as I said, that wouldn’t be totally fair as my friend who is massively underweight,
has the worst lifestyle I have ever known.
If my Husband or Son needed a transplant. I would pray that
someone had it in their heart to donate that there would be a match. If I was
asked to donate and it wasn’t directly for my Husband or Son, I wouldn’t. Why?
Now this is when it gets odd.
My belief is, when we die, we move onto the next land with
what we left this one with. I’m thinking, hoping, that the blind will see deaf
people will hear and those who can’t walk will be able to. But if a part of us
is missing, for example, our eyes, then we won’t see. I believe that our next
land will be if we have been good on this one, a better place, and small miracles
can take place, but only working with what is there.
As most of my views, I have never heard this being spoken
about before.
I’m sure that some people will say, no, ---, whoever their
religious denomination is, will be able to cure all. But, firstly, we don’t
know this for sure. And, it’s just something that I believe that they, it he
whatever, isn’t that clever to make things, like, legs, eyes. But will be able
to fix what is broken.
Also, the worst thing for me is to think of the person I love
being tampered with, cut and pulled about after they have died. Where is the
dignity in that? At the same time. For
those people who will donate, and give a life to someone because of their
kindness and selflessness, I have such high regards for.
My Husband really believes in the opt out Dona system. I’m
so on the fence. He says to me, if I except an organ from someone, do I believe
that they won’t go to heaven? Especially for doing such a good deed? They will I
believe go to the next land, wherever it may be, but not with that part they
donated. And there are thousands of people if not for the rest of the world who
will not have my opinion, so by them donating, they will be fine, as they don’t
have the same view as me.
A very cheerful subject in our household often is the argument
of burial or cremation. My Husband is adamant that he wants to be cremated. I
again, think if that happens, there will be nothing left of him to go to
wherever. If buried, our shell we will leave but the image of us will go to the
next world. That image if burnt, will be nothing left. It’s a dreadful subject
but one we have as he 100% doesn’t want to be buried.
Our Son wants us to be buried as he wants someone to visit
to have time with as he will be the only child we have left at our funeral, who
knows what will happen. I guess he will do what we have requested. To be
honest, I want to live forever. Smile. The thought of death totally terrifies
me. I find it amazing just how brave people are who are dying. If that were me,
I would cry half the time and freak out the other half. I’m scared stiff. I so
admire people who are such believers that they really really do believe that
they will go to a better world and see their loved ones who have already
passed.
A few weeks ago, I was talking over a coffee with a friend
about the after world, as you do. She believes that we will meet with those we
love past and in time future. When it’s our kids time to Passover. I have my
beliefs but because I don’t know for sure, I still have some reservations. I’m
the kind of person who has to see things in black and white. I have so much admiration
for those people who absolutely believe in the next land. I have a lot of
friends who fundamentally conclude that their word is true and nothing will
change their mind to even for a second think out of the box and regard that
there may be an alternative. I wish I had that much faith. When I say I believe,
it’s more like I hope. I’m realistic. I don’t think that our next land is going
to be perfect. Just better we climb the ladder of life and eventually we will
get to the top. What happens though when we reach the optimum shelf of life? Do
we then start to come back down? Some people such as spiritualists, believe
that death and life, are seven floors high. Some think we choose our life we
have here. Why would I pick being blind? To teach me a lesson? So, for those
who have a perfect life on earth, what’s your future, haha. I joke and say with
my life, my past, if that was my choice, what kind of mind did I have, and, if
by your life on earth depicts our next world, then hey, I’m heading right for
the top.
How come we have a memory on the next land according to
those who do believe we meet with those we love, but forget everything when we
enter this world?
Oh, I frequent this subject and each time I sound like a mad
person, and I guess confuse you all. My mind works in a very odd way. It’s full
of so many questions. I have written about who I think God is.
I think, the big bang was aliens landing crashing on earth. I
guess they will have messed their planet up just like we are doing to our
planet. This was the best for us, just like we think Mars will be best for us
to live on, in the future.
I do believe we come from another planet. I believe there was
a man called Jesus and I think he was an alien. He was different. And he was punished.
If aliens landed on earth now, we would shoot them down. They probably know
this, so they keep away, but they are watching us for sure.
I wonder if what we call spirits are walking among us, they
may not even see us, they may look so different to us. Our ability isn’t able
to see them.
When we pray, whoever is in tune with our soul and minds,
can hear us and work with us. I call them my angels and I really have had my
own proof that they exist. Some would say this is consciousness. Just being
aware of our own feelings, our insides and this takes us to a place of pure
relaxation. Somewhere we don’t find time in our busy lives to go to often. It’s
a lovely place I enjoy those moments so much and there is a kind of spiritual
feeling that leaves you feeling so peaceful. Now I do think that is my angels
or my maker listening to me giving me that love I need at that point, a reassurance
that he is there working with me for whatever I have asked for.
Sometimes when I pray, I feel nothing and there are other
times, I’m transported to another world just for a moment. That feeling of pure
love is amazing, now, is that my own awareness existence, surroundings? Or, is
it what I hope for, my maker or angels listening to me. I really hope, that it
is the latter. But the fact is, we don’t know. Now I have seen things in my
life I can not explain. Things have happened to me that I also can not explain.
It would be easy for me to say I have been spoken to by God, but even though I have
had those experiences, I’m so sad that I can not be like some of my friends and
believe, truly believe. I so want to. But there is a barrier there preventing
me from seeing what is over the wall.
Gosh, where has this blog gone to? Basically, for those
people who will donate their organs, you are amazing. And I wish the best for
you. For those waiting for an organ transplant, I pray you will be fixed soon,
especially if you are not responsible for your organ failure. For those who are
anxious about the fact we have to opt out if we don’t want to donate, firstly, I
hope the procedure will be made easy and I hope this won’t be a road to a never
ending of decisions that our governments will decide for us. How far will this go?
Oh, and before I go, if we get a new heart, and it comes
from a cold person, who was quite harsh in life, are we going to be like that
person, if love comes from our heart? If love comes from our brains/minds, and
we in the future are able to get brain transplants, will we change and think
like the person who had that brain before us?
I was reading an article oh it fascinated me. It said that
people who have been cryogenically frozen, could be brought back to life within
three years by having their brains transplanted into a new body.
Will that brain remember who they were before? Oh, this is a
subject I must read more about.
Gosh, have your got to the bottom of this blog? If so, you
are either interested in the same subjects as me, or you are a specialist and
are reaching for the phone right now to get me admitted. Or, you can’t believe
how my mind works and are just curious. God help any person who may get my
brain. I tell you, it’s like a factory with the biggest production. It never
stops and the workers are on shifts whereby they don’t even get a toilet break.
The production line in my factory runs on energy, batteries as well as electric
and solar power. The noise is dreadful the lighting is even fading but it’s not
a boring place to be. If you get bored of one of many subjects, then there will
be another around the corner. Haha.
OK, on that note, to all my friends and Bloggets who have
given me their opinions on organ transplants, thank you. It’s an interesting subject.
And for those who have said what about those people who are unable to make
their minds up because of their disability, what right do we have to make up
their minds for them?
I do believe, or, again using that word believe, I wish
there was a better word, as I think that word should be something one should
know, rather than just hope for and how can we know this if we have never been
there or remember being there? I think, we are recycled. We live each land as a
different person or creature. Or, whatever else is out there in our vast
universe. I think there is life on other planets. I’m not so narrow minded to
think we are the only life. That would be crazy. But how do we not remember
being alive before? And if we were, then what makes us think we will remember
those we love in the next world? Also, why is there only three worlds, earth,
heaven and hell? I think there are many places we can end up in. different
zones of life. I think we may go to a land where our body changes into a
machine for example. But the best land of all is what we look like now, but in
a peaceful perfect place. And that is where we meet with our loved ones. And we
stay there forever. But that would be too good to be true, right?
Sorry if there are loads of errors grammatically speaking,
but if I was to edit this and read it over, I wouldn’t publish it, as I would self-analyse
myself and would disregard my writing in fear of sounding like the crazy minded
person I actually am. I write from my mind and heart and don’t want my writing
to be processed. Now, time for a coffee. Cup of tea, or probably something
stronger for you. () Peace
© Fiona Cummings
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