[QUOTE=Fretful Porpentine]
Oh dear. I do believe the parents have the best of intentions, and I feel bad for them – but I think there’s something deeply disturbing about many of the arguments they’re making, especially the underlying subtext that breasts and menstruation are somehow Bad Things that Ashley is better off without. Being a normal, healthy adult female does not equal suffering and discomfort – and according to their own web site, Ashley was physically normal prior to the surgery, and there’s no particular reason to think that she would ever have developed breast cancer or severe menstrual cramps or any of the other health problems her parents decided to pre-emptively prevent for her.
I do agree that she should be on some sort of birth control as she grows older – but there are plenty of ways to prevent pregnancy that don’t involve removing her uterus and halting her sexual development. I also don’t think I’d even have a problem with, say, breast reduction surgery after puberty if it turned out that she was in serious discomfort from having overly large breasts – but it seems wrong to remove them altogether because they might pose a problem later on. Having breasts is perfectly natural, and, well, fun; even if Ashley has the mental age of an infant, it sounds like she’s capable of moving her limbs, touching herself, and enjoying the normal range of physical sensations. (All in all, I’m wondering if discomfort with Ashley’s developing sexuality might be part of what’s driving the parents’ decisions, considering the emphasis they place on her purity and innocence on their web site. I also have a feeling that the equivalent surgery and hormone treatments on a boy would provoke a great deal more outrage from the general public, if the ethics committee allowed them to go ahead with it at all.)
[/QUOTE]
I wonder this as well, but on the other hand, one of my good friends is very, very bright, but in a total waste of a body. She’s got CP, and no muscular control over anything but her neck, and that limited. She’s in a wheelchair every waking hour, except when I take her out and dance with her in my arms, or someone is carrying her to the bathroom and sitting her on the toilet and then wiping her ass for her. Or putting a menstrual pad on for her. Or dressing her for bed. She can do nothing for herself, nothing. To “speak”, we recite the alphabet and she looks up to pick a letter. Then we do it again for the next letter. It’s exhausting, for us and for her, and it’s horrible to watch people’s eyes glaze over and not “notice” that she wants to say something because it’s just too hard to listen to her.
She’s bright, there’s no doubt about it. She’s studied at the college level and done well. But she goes through hired caregivers almost monthly, she despairs of ever moving out of her mother’s home and having a “normal” independent life. She is horrified that she’s a “burden” to everyone around her.
And then there’s the sex thing. She’s entirely normal in sexual drive and attraction to men. And utterly incapable of having a full and meaningful sexual relationship, or of even masturbating to orgasm. She tells me it’s incredibly frustrating and she has no idea what can ever be done about it.
I haven’t asked her about the Ashley treatment. I’m not sure if she knows about it. If I see her this weekend, I’ll try to bring it up and report back. But I can tell you if it were *me *in that situation, I’d rather be a “retard” with surgically and chemically stunted growth than feel the sexual urges of a 30 year old woman and never be able to scratch that itch AND be a huge burden on my family. (Of course, I’d rather be dead than either of those, but that’s not my decision to make about anyone but myself and my own children.)