No one lives forever, I’ve been told. So when you’ve gotta go, when it’s time to slip this mortal coil, how would you like to go? (Not that I’m offering to arrange it, mind you). Some want to die painlessly in their sleep at a ripe old age. Others want to peacefully pass away, surrounded by family and friends. Some guys, as the old joke goes, want to be shot by a jealous husband when they’re in their 90s.
How about you?
If I ever tire of life, I’d like to bleed to death, through slit wrists. Preferably in my bed, after having said my goodbyes and made all necessary arrangements.
In bed, mid-cigarette, post-orgasm.
Holding hands with Marcie; I want her face to be the last thing I see and her voice to be the last sound I hear.
This, without the cigarette. The arms of someone I’ve loved dearly for fifty years around me. Postcoital bliss. And simultaneous, painless heartstopping for both* of us.
[sub]*Or more, if that’s where the winds of destiny carry me.[/sub]
Post coital bliss in your 90’s?
Wow you guys are sick…*
*just kidding.
Me, I’d like to die outside, looking up at the sky. In a wood near my home, with loved ones close by. Then cremated, and injected into the heart of a huge oak tree.
Thanks.
A nuclear bomb detonating close by. It would be part of a first strike so there would be no warning to the general public and I would just go in a flash instantly.
I wanna die peacefully in my sleep like my Grandfather.
Not screaming and wailing like the passengers in his car.
Seriously? I wanna die quickly and painlessly - like a painless heart-attack if that is possible. I don’t want to fade away over a year or two, slowly consumed by some debilitating disease like cancer.
To simply fall asleep and not wake up would perfect.
Painlessly in my sleep, for a preference. Also, after Himself, because I don’t want him to have to experience the pain of losingme.
Having my nuts bit off by a Laplander.
I’d like to die when I’m ready to die. Being able to wrap up my life is important, say goodbye. Something relatively painless and quick, then my body’s going to a med school or something for research.
I’d like to know well in advance, so that I can prepare my house and make sure someone is going to care for my animals, and then on a certain date that I have been told is “it,” I fall asleep and die.
I do not want to simply fall asleep one day without knowing when because I want to make sure my animals are taken care of and my house is cleaned out.
I want to go so that there is no body, preferably lost at sea.
I’m against burial and even cremation seems stupid, but I’m afraid my goofy brother will spend his last ten grand on a monument, as he has threatened me with unless I promise to build a monument for him.
How I hope my last day goes:
Get up to the birds singing and the sun shining.
A delicious breadfast. Scrambled eggs, sausage, toast, oj, strong coffee.
A day spent working in the yard - tending the roses and laying by the pool.
A BLT for lunch, I think. Lettuce and tomato pulled right from the garden.
Some more laying by the pool - maybe reading the Sunday paper.
The kids and grandkids come over. Time always well spent.
A short nap before dinner.
Up from nap, grab a hot shower and tidy up. A cocktale before dinner will be in order, I think.
Dinner with the family. Wine, jokes, good food. Two servings of dessert - I’m old.
Kiss the kids goodbye. Slip the grandkids a couple bucks (“Now don’t tell your mother I gave you this - just go out and buy yourself something fun. Bring it with you next time you come over and we’ll play - a kite would be a great idea.”)
A short Scotch with a good book. Some Billie Holiday or Ella Fitzgerald playing low.
To bed with my beautiful wife for wonderful, comfortable love making. She’ll always be The One. A kiss goodnight. “I love you, sweetheart.” “I love you, too.”
Sleep.
The End.
Huh, we don’t get many reindeer types around here.
Whenever and however it is, I want to be peaceful, which certainly means having my parents predecease me–nothing would hurt more than knowing the pain that losing a child would put them through. Probably the typical scene, otherwise: in bed, surrounded by family, smiling.
However it is, I hope it is away from home. I don’t want to leave my survivors with a spooky room that nobody enters because “that’s where Sapo died”. That also takes out all the “in my lover’s arms” way to drop some trauma on a loved one.
Car accident would be best, provided it is quick and painless enough and doesn’t bring innocents down. Losing brakes alone on a crazy coastal road sounds about right. Give me the whole moments of panic, the jump, the fall and then switch off with no physical pain.
And in a fairly visible place, where I will be found promptly. I don’t want to give my insurance company any excuses to withold payments
I like it; kind of close to what I want. I checked into having a truck with a giant auger bit (like they use to set utility poles) drill a hole, drop me in (not upside down, please!) and plant a red oak on top of me, but I’m told I don’t have enough property to do that legally. So my current directions are to cremate me as cheaply as possible and rake my ashes into one of my flower beds.
For my death, I’d just like it not to hurt so much.
After much reflection, and having attended some deaths and some cardiac arrests.
Not in a hospital, not in pain, not alone, not unexpectedly, not resuscitated.
In summary: Quiet, dignified, clothed.
[QUOTE=Elendil’s Heir]
Some guys, as the old joke goes, want to be shot by a jealous husband when they’re in their 90s.
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I’m down with that, except that I’d prefer the shooter to be the enraged father of triplets.
Well, first off- I ain’t goin’. I’ve seen death, and I didn’t like it- so, no thanks. I’ll pass. You guys go on without me. My ideal death would be through the heat death of the universe… but at that time, who knows, maybe I’ll find a way to live through that as well.
However, assuming I don’t get any say in the matter, I’d like to freefall to my death. That’ll give me a good amount of time to see if I can learn to fly (hey, what else are you going to do, just sit there an watch the ground come up to smack you?). And hey, if I can’t figure out how to fly, death should at least be painless and instantaneous.