Posts Tagged ‘parents’
We all know that smoking is linked to a myriad of diseases. We see all the campaigns about the dangers of smoking. I have encouraged people to stop smoking. I’ve evern purchased the gum and patches for an girlfriend I was dating years ago who was having difficulty quitting.
I never thought I would meet someone who almost died from quitting smoking. Technically, I didn’t meet him, but I did meet his daughter. A couple of Fridays ago (Friday the 13th to be precise) I was heading back to LAX on my second redeye of the day. I got to talking with the lady sitting next to me about things, and we got onto the topic of her dad. Her story was one of the ironic stories I’ve ever heard.
Her dad had been smoking for decades. For years, everyone had been telling him to quit smoking. He smoked a couple of cigarettes on his way to work and on his way back home. He also smoked during the day, but most of his smoking was in his truck because it was a long commute and stressed him out. One day, he decided that it would be best for him to quit so that he cold live a longer, more fulfilling life. He worked hard to resist the urge to smoke while driving.
After a few months, he ended up in the hospital with severe headaches and an increasing loss of mental capacity. He was diagnosed with brain damage. It turned out that his truck had a cabin leak that was pumping carbon minoxide into the cabin. While he was smoking, he always had the windows down to let the cigarette smoke out. After he quit smoking, he kept the windows rolled up.
There is one upside to this story. It generated awareness in his neighborhood about the dangers of carbon minoxide poisoning in their cars and homes.
A few interesting things have come up in the discussion taking place on my blog about the California Proposition Results for 2008. Lila posted information about California Health and Safety Code 123450, and there are plenty of sources that point to the fact that the Supreme Court of California has ruled that minors in California have a right to health privacy, even from their parents.
First, I agree that people should be afforded a certain level of privacy, even minors. However, I see some very serious problems with this ruling about minor medical privacy. Not because of abortion rights but because of health concerns. Parents have a legal obligation to protect and provide for their children. Isn’t health and medical information important for a parent to provide for their child?
Second, how can a minor not consent to legal contracts but consent to medical services? A minor cannot get married, join the army, sign a contract at a gym, register to vote, sign credit applications, and a myriad of other contractual activities. However, a minor can walk in and get any medical service without parental consent? A minor can’t even purchase cigarettes, alcohol, or nyquil, but they can get any prescription from a doctor without parental consent?
Here is a scenario running through my head:
A son is injured badly in a car accident and the parents arrive at the hospital only to discover they are not allowed to know any information about their son’s well being. A little ridiculous, I know.
Or how about this one:
A daughter goes to a doctor and acquires birth control pills without parental consent and those birth control pills give her an ovarian cyst (not uncommon for many women on birth control).
Or maybe this one:
A son contracts tuberculosis while traveling abroad over the summer for a summer camp. A doctor provides treatment but the parents don’t have rights to that medical information. Tuberculosis is highly contagious and DEADLY (especially for the young and elderly).
In either of these cases, it seems logical that the parents should have a right to know medical information about their child, right?
So why did I vote no on Proposition 4? Proposition 4 was a ballot measure that put the decision making process of abortion into the hands of judges and creates more government were more government is not needed. We don’t need government mandating child-parent communication. Proposition 4 was also focused only on abortion. The issue should not be abortion. It should be parental rights to information that allows them to provide for and protect the wellbeing of their family.
What I would support is a Parent-Child Medical Rights Proposition. Not to make it a requirement for doctors to notify parents of medical treatments they are providing their children. Rather give parents the right to view their child’s medical records upon request AND sue doctors who have performed medical treatments where the parent had not given consent.
If a doctor wants to prescribe medication to a minor without notifying the parents, they can do that. But they should be open to malpractice lawsuits for providing medical services to a citizen who cannot enter into contractual agreements without parental/guardian consent.
Now, people will say what about the abusive parents scenario? Certainly, this is a major issue. Anyone (not just doctors) who becomes aware of abuse taking place against a child by their parents/family has an obligation to report it to law enforcement. If a doctor suspects (or a minor reports) abuse, law enforcement should be notified immediately.
Rarely will I defend violence, but efin with someone’s kid is NOT OK, no ifs ands or buts about it!
If you watch the video, the dad (I’m assuming it was the kid’s dad) starts to arrive just as the guy with down syndrome kicks his kid. Dad wasn’t stupid. He was protecting his kid from an assailant who he doesn’t have time to go perform mental evaluations before taking action.
The down syndrome guy made a clearly aggressive move towards his kid before he kicked him. Watch how the kid backs up in fear before the kick even takes place.
Kick some dude’s kid = Get punched in the face
Family has an obligation to protect family, plain and simple. A parent should not have to evaluate someone’s mental capabilities and fill out government papers before protecting their child. What if that guy got all Lennie on the kid?
Could a shove have been just as effective? Perhaps, but I’m not sure I wouldn’t have done the same thing if someone kicked my nephew.
From an email a friend of my mom…
A well-known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $20.00 bill.
In the room of 200, he asked, Who would like this $20 bill?”
Hands started going up.
He said, “I am going to give this $20 to one of you but first, let me do this.”
He proceeded to crumple up the $20 dollar bill. He then asked, “Who still wants it?”
Still the hands were up in the air.
“Well”, he replied, “What if I do this?”
And he dropped it on the ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe.
He picked it up, now crumpled and dirty. “Now, who still wants it?”
Still the hands went into the air.
“My friends, we have all learned a very valuable lesson. No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $20.”
He continued, “Many times in our lives, *we* are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way. We feel as though we are worthless.”
He pauses, “But no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value. Dirty or clean, crumpled or finely creased, you are still priceless to those who DO LOVE you. The worth of our lives comes not in what we do or who we know, but by WHO WE ARE and WHOSE WE ARE.”
You are special – Don’t EVER forget it.
Its been a week since the fires here in the Los Angeles area. I went home this weekend to spend some time with my nephew and take him to a pumpkin patch. I spent some time at my parents’ house, surveying the fire damage. Their house was fine. The yard was burn, but the house was fine. Other houses down the street were not so fortunate. I saw a few houses that were just completely burned. Nothing was left but the remains of their cars in the garage.
When I got home, I let me dogs in for some dog crack time. That smell. That horrid smell of burnt brush… It lingered around the door. I closed the door and gave my dogs some dog crack. They immediately lied down in the hallway and began to chomp away.
A few minutes later, I’m doing my P90X in my living room. I smell that horrid smell of burnt brush. No open doors. No open windows. Then I realize: my dogs have been outside for a good portion of the last couple of weeks. They’ve been wallowing around in ash and dust from the fires the whole time. UGH! Time for a dog bath.