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But it's a GOOD pain!

Today at the gym I walked a mile on the inside track, then went to the pool and did a workout there. My right knee has been bothering me so I was thankful I was able to at least do a mile. I need to get my walking back up like it was a few years ago. I was a walking foo. I've got a goal to walk in a Cystic Fibrosis walk in May for my nephew. Wish me luck!

Also, I've gotten a great many hits on my blog from people searching for Children's Hospital Ashley. What they're looking for is this story about a family and their decision to care for their disabled daughter in a rather unique way. Many people have posted horrible messages to the parents, while many others have offered their support and encouragement.

As the sister of a disabled sibling, my heart goes out to Ashley's parents. I don't believe that anyone should judge them if they've never walked in their shoes.

What do you think?

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  1. It's bad enough when a child is disabled they miss out on so much.

    It is even worst when there is no love.........

    Parents who look after their sibling who are disabled are a better person than i will ever be

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  2. When the whole Terry Schiavo thing went down. I ran to my lawyer and got a health care power of attorney and a living will just like my husband did when setting up a trust for his kids. Rest assured that when the time comes, there will be no one else interfering with what is our personal family decision.

    Little Ashely cannot and never will be able to establish such legal papers on her own but thank God she is in the care of good, loving parents. However they choose to care for their daughter is their decision and none of my business. They know what is best for their family.

    So I say let the professional medical ethicists discuss and debate this one. The general public and government should stay out of this family’s business.

    I have two nieces with disabilities and I would never dare question the medical decisions my sisters and their spouses have made for them.

    Good luck with the Cystic Fibrosis walk in May. You may have inspired me to Walk for Autism in late March. Better get started...

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  3. Good luck on the Cystic Fibrosis walk and good for you!

    The "Ashley treatment" seems severe and extreme to me, but I can't judge them for making the decisions that seem best to them. They do seem loving parents to their daughter.

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