Last night, my wife and I were sitting in the living room and I said to her, "I never want to live in a vegetative state, dependent on some machine and fluids from a bottle. If that ever happens, just put me out of my misery.”
She got up, unplugged the TV and threw both six-packs through the front window.
Living Will
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