Don’t push people with disabilities like me to give up their lives by legalizing doctor-assisted suicide
Last September, I found myself — confused, groggy and irritable — staring into the surgical dome light of my local hospital’s emergency room. I had been found by a passing police officer, not breathing, and with no pulse, after my ventilator hose had become disconnected and severe hypoxia kicked in. Cardiopulmonary resuscitation brought me back, and I’d been transported to the ER. I was alive — thanks to the determination of law enforcers and local medical personnel to keep me that way. New York’s proposed Medical Aid in Dying Act threatens to undo this presumption in favor of lifesaving, especially...