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My son was 16 when he was hit by a drunk driver. He was in a coma for 3 months. The neurologist sat us down in a sterile conference room and laid out the scans. 'His brain stem is intact,' he said gently. 'But the rest... it’s dark. If he wakes up, he will be a vegetable. He will never speak, never know you, never feed himself. You need to consider long-term care facilities.' We refused. We brought him home. We set up a hospital bed in the living room. We played his favorite Led Zeppelin records. We read him comic books. We talked to him for 12 hours a day. Six months later, I was shaving his face, telling him a bad dad joke. He didn't just smile. He laughed. A croaky, dry laugh. Then he looked at me and said, 'That wasn't funny, Dad.' Today, he is finishing his engineering degree. He walks with a cane, but he walks. The doctor calls him an 'anomaly.' I call him a fighter. Never let a statistic determine your destiny.

“We’ll hold you down and give it to you anyway.” No doctor or nurse should ever speak to a patient like that - pregnant or not. That’s not “care.” That’s coercion. Informed consent means the right to say no, to ask questions, to wait for a support person, and to refuse injections or medications. Full stop.

It’s still amazing how fast the Government found out who donated 5 bucks to the convoy though.