The Death Chamber Doctor's Dilemma

Until the second he saw the warden escort James Terry Roach into South Carolina’s death chamber, the prison doctor’s job had been to keep the man alive. When Roach had started slitting his wrists after being convicted as a teenager, the doctor had been the one to help ease his pain with medication. Now, the warden was strapping those familiar arms into the electric chair as the physician stood nearby. And that head, now being topped with a metal helmet? The doctor was well aware it encased a mind slower than most. He had come to know the disability in Roach’s brain better than nearly anyone else over the past decade of their doctor-patient relationship. Read Full Article »