I’ve given this a lot of thought. I’d like to think I’m brave enough to wait until I’m given a fatal diagnosis, backed up by a second opinion. Or if I were given a diagnosis that would cause me to be a burden on those I love most in the world. I’m sure there will be disagreement, but I really do want to be able to love and hug. If I can’t love and hug, pull the proverbial plug. I want a DNR at that point.
How about you? Under what circumstances would you like to have a DNR, if at all?
Light of Love 
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