Raised in Newman Grove, Neb., (pop. 721), my mother was a farm girl through and through. I don’t think she ever was happier than when she was directing the Cherub Choir of young children at our church. She never smoked, and she rarely drank, but tragically she developed cancerous cysts on her ovaries when she was just 49 years old.
Within a few years, the cancer had spread throughout her body, most severely in her stomach and intestines. No longer able to digest food, she received all of her nutrition intravenously for the final nine months of her life. She suffered immensely for a very long time.
Mercifully, she was able to receive hospice care at the end of her too-short life, as it allowed her to rest in some amount of comfort in her final days.
I was just 21 at the time, and I still think of her every day. I miss her so much.
North Dakotans are about to vote on Measure 1. Measure 1, as written, could effectively eliminate respectful and merciful end-of-life care such as hospice. The thought of my mother being denied that care by politicians makes me furious.
It’s clear that this legislation is aimed at stopping abortion, but I sincerely hope all North Dakotans will consider its full implications.