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  But then the impossible happened.

  On Friday we heard on the news that a special session of the legislature had, in fact, already been called and was scheduled to begin on Monday. The governor had called the special session to deal with some state economic development issues.

  We thought this just might be our much-needed miracle.

  Our office contacted Representative John Stargel, a Florida legislator we had come to know and respect. Our first question was whether the special session could consider any other piece of legislation in addition to the reason for which it had been called. Could a bill to save Terri’s life be considered? Representative Stargel thought it could be and asked for our help to draft something that might work.

  I called our office attorneys together to brainstorm the best language for a bill that might save Terri’s life. Around the clock and throughout that weekend, our legal team pored over state statutes and drafted some proposed language. The legislative session would open on Monday, Day Five of Terri’s ‘‘death process.’’ The bill had to be ready to move quickly through the house and the senate.

  Our office stayed in constant communication throughout that week- end with other legislators we knew who were also in contact with Governor Bush’s legal advisors. Representative Stargel assured us that all of these key people appreciated the gravity of Terri’s situation. Evidently, the lawmakers in Tallahassee had already been made aware through other channels that Terri’s feeding tube had been withdrawn earlier that week and they were very concerned. They knew she was already dying. They, like us, didn’t know how much longer she could hold on.

  Legislators called our office over and over again that weekend, wanting more information on Terri’s condition and more facts about the case and its procedural history to share with fellow lawmakers. Several allies were lining up supporters for the bill even as our office was drafting it. We made the final edits to our proposed legislation by the end of the weekend. At the crack of dawn on Monday, we rushed the document off to Representative Stargel just in time for it to be introduced a few hours later.

  It was not until the bill was already on its way to the legislature that we informed the Schindlers we were working on what we hoped would produce a breakthrough for Terri. We had told the Schindlers on Friday that we were working on something but that we were not at liberty to provide them with any details at that point. We just told them not to turn off their cell phones for the next few days and that we would definitely need to be able to reach them on Monday.

  You see, we were keeping our project very quiet because we didn’t want the other side to learn of the pending legislation and, in turn, possibly build a strategy against it. But by Monday we felt we could finally encourage Bob and Mary not to give up—and to pray for the miracle legislation that just might still save their daughter’s life.

  ROAD BLOCKS, DETOURS, AND ALLIES

  Our hopes ran high as we worked that weekend, but we hit a snag on Monday. We received a troubling phone call informing us that we’d hit a brick wall in the legislature. A powerful state senator had made it known emphatically that, whatever the house did, he intended to per- sonally block the bill from coming to the senate floor for a vote. We later learned why this noble effort had reached an impasse.

  As it turned out, this powerful senator had been the chief architect of the 1997 Florida end-of-life legislation that had helped Michael’s attorney George Felos get Michael into Judge Greer’s courtroom. Therefore, the senator was opposed to any alteration to the law that he and several others had personally crafted for just this sort of situation.

  Keep in mind that Terri seemed to be the ‘‘test case’’ for this new law.

  As far as we were aware, George Felos used it for the first time at the 2000 trial to allow the court to condemn Terri to death.

  It was this legislation, along with new interpretations of Florida’s constitutional provisions regarding privacy rights, that now made it possible for a Florida court to determine that a disabled person without a living will, and who was ‘‘terminal’’ or in a ‘‘persistent vegetative state,’’ could be ordered to die by a judge after a determination of that person’s end-of-life wishes was made. The court could now hear oral testimony regarding whether that person would want to live or die in that circumstance.

  All the court had to do was to determine whether there was clear and convincing evidence of the disabled person’s wishes, and if the court found such evidence, a civil death sentence could be imposed.

  Under this new law, artificial life support now had a radically expanded definition and included the use of a feeding tube. Of course, removal of the tube for Terri would result in dehydration and starvation.

  The senator who was opposing our proposed bill considered his earlier legislation to be a legacy to a family member whose dying was prolonged because there was no living will or other document that would have permitted doctors to unplug life support, food, and water. He wasn’t about to let anybody tamper with his legacy.

  Our law firm’s original draft of what eventually became known as Terri’s Law was intended to reverse the relatively new Florida public policy that permitted the unplugging of feeding tubes for people like Terri who had no written end-of-life directives. Our bill would have protected the disabled from having a feeding tube removed when there was a family disagreement regarding the disabled person’s spoken end-of-life wishes. No wonder the senator was unwilling to agree to this change.

  When we realized that the bill was going to be kept off the senate floor, a massive PR campaign was unleashed. The Schindlers had a small army of supporters who were watching the news eager to help. Within hours phone calls, faxes, and e-mails poured into the senate and into the governor’s office as nearly two hundred thousand concerned citizens made their wishes known to the Florida legislators.

  One reason there was such a tsunami of support for Terri is that the pump had already been primed by several talk radio hosts who had been following this case for years. In one particularly heated exchange, nationally syndicated radio host Glenn Beck grilled Steve Schiavo, Michael’s brother, about the state of a country that would intentionally starve a person to death. I’m sure the fact that Glenn has a handicapped daughter weighed heavily on his heart upon hearing the news that Terri would be starved to death.

  Steve asserted that Glenn and the public were being misled and misinformed by the Schindlers. Glenn took exception to that remark:

  GLENN: I saw the videotape of his wife who is very much alive. I saw the videotape of a woman who is handicapped— not dead—that [Michael] is trying to kill. I don’t get my truth from the Schindlers, I get my truth from the ultimate source: I see it with my own eyes.

  STEVE: Excuse me, Glenn. When did you become a neurologist?

  GLENN: I’m not a neurologist, sir. When someone is asked, ‘‘Open your eyes’’ and they lean up and open their eyes and follow commands, sir, I know the woman is alive. . . . She is handicapped, she is not terminally ill and we don’t starve people to death that are handicapped.

  STEVE: Okay. That’s your opinion.

  GLENN: Let me ask you a question: Do we, Steve, in Amer-ica— or as people—starve handicapped people to death?

  STEVE: That . . . that is . . .

  GLENN: That’s a simple question. It’s a ‘‘yes’’ or ‘‘no’’ question, sir. In America—or as human beings—do we starve handicapped people to death? Yes or no?

  STEVE: I would imagine so, yes. Yes.

  GLENN: Hang on, Steve. I want to give you every opportunity to bail yourself out. Your statement is, as Michael Schiavo’s brother, we do in America starve handicapped people to death.

  STEVE: If that’s what the courts call for, yes.2

  Exchanges like these had exposed the truth of what was happening to Terri in Pinellas County. After the avalanche of faxes and e-mails supporting Terri, and at the urging of his fellow senators who were equally deluged with pleas from the public, the senat
or blocking the bill was persuaded to offer a compromise. He let it be known that he would agree to allow the bill to be heard and voted on in the senate on one condition: that he be permitted to rewrite the bill and introduce it on the senate floor as his bill.

  Recognizing that, as the saying goes, half a loaf is better than none, our side agreed to the compromise. The version of the bill our office had drafted was designed to be broad in scope. The senate dramatically narrowed its version of the bill. They took out the general public policy language and inserted a more specific provision requiring action by the governor to reconsider Terri’s case within a limited amount of time.

  These changes substantially weakened the bill’s constitutional viability. We had to wonder if this was a ‘‘poison pill’’ intended to permit the law to be passed but then to be struck down by a separation-of-powers argument. We couldn’t be sure. All we knew was that we were being presented with a ‘‘take it or leave it’’ option. So we took it.

  We also recognized that Terri had been without food or water for five days. No one knew how much longer she could survive. Worse, Terri had initially been dressed in warm clothing to cause her to sweat and dehydrate more rapidly. What choice did we have? We had to agree to this compromise to keep Terri alive for another round of legal battles, poison pill or not.

  Even with this concession, the legislative struggle was not over. As the legislature was waging battle in debate, Representative Stargel’s aides would call our office often, saying that some of the opposing representatives and senators were reading from a list of talking points that Stargel’s aides did not believe were true. Each time they’d call, our attorneys would rush to pull together the accurate data and then fax the facts to Representative Stargel’s office for him and other sympathetic representatives and senators to use to counter the misleading statements being made about Terri on the floor.

  THE FINAL PUSH

  While we worked to stamp out those fires, on Monday afternoon Michael’s attorney, George Felos, called a press conference and declared that he would fight the proposed legislation as unconstitutional. Further, he threatened to sue any doctor who reinserted the feeding tube should the governor sign the bill.

  When we heard about the press conference, our office jumped on the phone again to Tallahassee. We informed Representative Stargel about the press conference and that the joint committee (where the bill had now gone to resolve the differences in the house and senate versions) had to insert an immunity clause for the doctors. Otherwise, Terri might die despite passage of the legislation and an order by the governor.

  At the same time that the bill was making its way through the legislature, our office had also begun a direct dialogue with the governor’s office regarding how the measures permitted in the bill would be carried out. The new bill, as passed by the senate, gave the governor a onetime option to stay a judicial order and reinsert the feeding tube for a person in Terri’s situation. This would give his office time to undertake a review of the circumstances. Our office, coordinating with the governor’s legal counsel, hammered out how any order Governor Bush might sign would be carried out.

  When it appeared that the redrafted bill would pass in both houses, our office began to look for the fastest way to rush the new law and a copy of the governor’s order to the hospice facility immediately after the governor signed it. We called the governor’s office and requested that as soon as the law passed, we would need a copy of the law and of the governor’s order faxed to our office without delay. They agreed to help. Each time we spoke, the governor’s legal team would ask how Terri was doing. We realized that they were genuinely concerned for her life.

  As Day Five faded into evening, we called the county sheriff’s office to request that their people be placed on standby. We politely asked for their help to serve the governor’s order on the hospice as soon as it was signed and delivered. A few minutes later, a call came from the sheriff’s office to inform us that they couldn’t guarantee immediate service of the governor’s order on the hospice.

  That was a surprise. We asked (naively, perhaps) if the sheriff’s office was at all familiar with the case and with the fact that a woman’s life was hanging in the balance. The response we received continued to be both evasive and noncommittal regarding any assistance with speeding up the notification process.

  We weren’t about to let this lack of responsiveness deprive Terri of a chance to live. Within minutes we were back on the phone with the governor’s office. We explained the potential problem we might face with the county sheriff’s office. Without their willingness to guarantee immediate service of the governor’s order, we needed some help from the Florida Department of Law Enforcement (FDLE). We asked if there was any way the governor could prearrange for a state trooper in the FDLE division in Pinellas County to serve his order on the hospice.

  Once again, we found a desire to help at the highest levels. The governor’s office agreed to use such a protocol. His legal team arranged for the governor’s office to directly fax Governor Bush’s signed order to our law firm. We, in turn, would work with a state trooper from FDLE to deliver it to the hospice without delay. With that settled, and the business of the day concluded, we waited and prayed into the night for the bill’s final passage—and for Terri to hang on long enough for this help to arrive.

  On October 21, 2003, six days after Terri’s feeding tube had been removed, House Bill No. 35-E was passed by the Florida State Legislature and signed into law by Governor Jeb Bush. Representative Stargel called us with the wonderful news. He assured us that he was running to the governor’s office to have an order signed immediately. As you can imagine, our staff burst into tears of joy.

  Although it wasn’t really necessary, we reminded Representative Stargel that every minute counted and that we would be hovering over the fax machine. After what felt like an eternity, but in reality was only a few minutes, our fax machine sprang to life. With eager hands outstretched, we watched as the machine began printing out what was to become the Life Certificate for Terri Schindler Schiavo. As we were about to learn, passing the law was the ‘‘easy’’ part. Getting it enforced would require three things:

  A police escort.

  A clash of wills at the hospital, and . . .

  Another miracle.

  CHAPTER FIVE

  DOCTOR’S ORDERS

  I’m very, very grateful to the Florida legislature and Jeb Bush. . . . They did the right thing.

  —SEAN HANNITY ON THE PASSAGE OF TERRI’S LAW1

  We hovered close to the fax machine like doctors waiting to deliver a baby. As the pages emerged, our eager hands received the precious document before it ever touched the paper tray. With care, we quickly made several copies of Governor Jeb Bush’s signed order. Rex Sparklin, one of our Gibbs Law Firm attorneys, jumped into his truck and made a beeline to Woodside Hospice.

  As he turned onto the street where the facility was located, Rex slowed down as it took a long minute to absorb the surreal scene unfolding before him. Hundreds of Terri’s supporters lined the street behind temporary orange barriers stretching the length of several blocks. Some held homemade signs protesting her starvation. Others were singing softly or openly weeping.

  A number of the demonstrators were huddled in small groups of two or three to pray. The disabled, confined to their wheelchairs or leaning on their crutches, were scattered throughout the crowd pleading to save Terri’s life.

  In a clear show of force, police cars blocked access to the hospice’s two entrances. Armed officers had been assigned to patrol the hospice grounds to prevent any unauthorized attempt to reach Terri with food or water. Rex also noticed that the media was out in full force. With a battery of cameras and microphones, they darted around looking for any scrap of news. If they had known what Rex held in his hand, he would have been stampeded by the press, of that he was sure.

  Rex inched his truck forward. Progress was slow at best. The closer he got to the hospice, the more
congested the road became as the crowd and the media swelled in numbers. Recognizing that getting through the masses with his vehicle was next to impossible, Rex quickly parked at the edge of the crowded area, hopped out, and made his way on foot. He just had to get those documents to the right authorities.

  At the first police barricade, an officer approached and asked him to state his business. Rex informed the guard that he possessed a copy of the governor’s order to reinsert Terri’s feeding tube and that it needed to be delivered immediately to Terri’s caregivers. As he handed the policeman a copy, Rex explained that he’d wait right there for confirmation of the delivery.

  The officer scanned the paperwork and then told Rex to stay put while he walked the order into the hospice. With that, the policeman disappeared through the crowd. Sensing that something big was happening, members of the press started to drift in Rex’s direction.

  Just as Rex was about to be mobbed by journalists chasing the scent of a hot story, the officer returned to confirm the delivery. He also informed Rex that Terri would be taken by ambulance to the Morton Plant Hospital to have her feeding tube reinserted. As quickly as Rex had arrived, he slipped back to his truck. Making a U-turn, he started to drive away as a trail of cameras and news crews chased his vehicle.

  He could hear the press shouting a barrage of questions. . . . What’s your name? What are you doing? Are you with the family? Did the governor sign the bill? Is the hospice cooperating? Is Terri still alive?

  Rex drove on, ignoring their endless questions. You see, at that point we were not planning to let the news media know about our involvement in the behind-the-scenes process. After Rex returned to the office, we were about to head home for some much needed rest, but we found ourselves fighting the clock once again. That evening, at about eight o’clock, we received a most disturbing phone call.