Thought for the nanosecond...

One has to wonder if Michael Schiavo's "new" wife/girlfriend/thang has considered filling out HER living will, as well as demanding a fairly ironclad prenup in the event of any tragic and untimely, uh, "accidental brain damage?"

One would, for her sake, certainly hope so.

I also wonder what it's like to be known as "the other woman" in this case? "Hey, aren't you Mike Schiavo's next victim fiance'? Be careful you don't 'slip and fall' in the shower. {{heh heh, wink, wink, nudge, nudge}}"

UPDATE:

The Therapist has once again plagiarized me echoed my sentiments in a scathingly humorous post, and takes it to the next level of delightful absurdity.