What do you want to have happen to your body after you go?

Morbid question, yeah. But when you shuffle off this old world, what do you want to have happen to your body?

Me, I don’t really care, seeing as I’ll be dead. However I do sometimes think I might like to be creamated and either have my ashes sprinkled around in a cool and calm setting, or upon the mantle of a loved one.

It involves the phrase “Gotcha Ya!”

Cremation. In general, I don’t see a need for me to take up any space once I’m gone. The only thing that might be of interest is to have some of the remains to be stored in a memorial place (maybe a mausoleum of sorts) as my father has lamented that since his Mother and Father were both cremated, it made it hard to have a “focal point” for them anymore. There was no place to go to to feel like you are with them.

Harvest whatever organs are still good, cremate the body and put the ashes… eh - put 'em anywhere.

Take whatever organs are useful, let a medical school have at me if that’s useful, then cremate whatever’s left and dump me in the mountains somewhere.

Creamation. I get really spooked out thinking about my body locked in a small, damp, underground box bloating and then putrifying and seeping all over my clothes.

Yeah. You’d never be able to wear that suit again.

Medical school.

I’m an organ donor, then the leftovers will be cremated. I still have my mother’s ashes, and my husband can do whatever he wishes with both of us - I think his plan is to have us buried with him.

Cremated and shot into outer space. I read an article that said it is actually cheaper to do this than to have a burial.

You think the second time around is the charm? :smiley:

Me, I’d like it preserved inside a plexiglass mold and displayed as an object of worship for young women as part of a religion created in my name.

But that’s just me.

The University of Bristol has first refusal on mine. :cool: I keep instructions with my personal papers and all my family know my wishes.

I never went a first time around…? Or do you mean something else?

I neglected to mention, my usable organs will first be harvested for donors, THEN medical school.

Well, the joke is funny when an assumption is made that one did attend and would have more success as a cadaver.

Alas as with explaining any joke, it’s a bit like disecting frogs: It interests no one and the frog dies of it.

Eaten by wolves.

Just kidding. I don’t care - I imagine cremation, after any useable organs are harvested.

Viking funeral.

I want whatever is useful to be used, right down to being a med school project. Anything left over can be burned and sprinkled in the Bay. I don’t want my survivors to spend huge amounts of money disposing of my remains - I’d rather they use their money to enjoy life.

Damn it, FCM; I read that as ‘sprinkled on eBay’.

Yeah, I got that connotation - but I’d expect it to be used on, say, edwino or Qadgop (MD).

Ginger
Humourless twit
:smiley:

‘After I go’? Death seems counterproductive to me, so I’m not going.

I’ve recently read Stiff: the Curious Lives Of Human Cadavers by Mary Roach. There’s a woman in Norway, Susanne Wiigh-Masak, who is developing (or has developed) a plan to dip bodies in liquid nitrogen, shatter them with ultrasonic waves, and use them for mulch (perhaps for a memorial tree). Apparently there was a guy in Oregon, Pillip Backman, who had the idea several years ago, but his plan was to use a hammer mill to reduce the body.

Apparently just tossing a loved one onto the compost heap might be considered disconcerting. (‘Did you remember to turn daddy today?’)

Johnny L.A.: Just read Stiff too and wanted to post about the composting funeral. That sounds like the way to go.

However, if I had my druthers, I’d want to go up in a pillar of fire, leaving behind nothing but a scorch mark. Maybe I should become the drummer for Spinal Tap?