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Image3noxWhat areas in your life would you like full disclosure? Yesterday, I wrote about my kitty Nox very unexpectedly passing away. I often thought it would be a great thing to know the day I was going to die. But after yesterday, I’m not so sure. What if I had known that was Nox’s last day with me. Would I have spent the day rushing her to medical doctors? Would I have been sad all day? Would I have tried to protect her from harm?

Because I didn’t know she did all the things that made her happy. She had a nap on my lap and attacked the blankets when I made the bed and followed me around the house and jumped on the furniture.

If I entered into a new relationship how much do I need to know about that person’s past? What if he had had an affair — but realized this wasn’t a healthy way to have a relationship — and he did his internal work and fixed the reasons he had one in the first place? If he tells me of his past this builds trust but it can also breed mistrust. What happens when he is really late coming home from the office and the perfume smell is really because his boss wears way to much? And I start to hold onto the fact that if he had an affair once — it’s going to happen again. That relationship is doomed.

Before I get on a plane do I have a right to know my pilot is a recovering alcoholic even if he isn’t drinking anymore? Do I have a right to know that a boss is sexist? What do I have a right to know about the beliefs of my child’s teacher?

Having MCS my need to information that is legally unavailable to me has certainly changed some of the things I think should be routinely disclosed to the public.

In this TED talk, the opportunity for doctors to voluntarily disclose if they get paid by pharmaceutical companies and some of their basic beliefs has resulted in some intense animosity against a doctor who made the suggestion. And some doctors have volunteered to openly answer the questions.

So what would you like to know about your doctor? What issues do you need full disclosure on.

Love,

Colleen