On your deathbed

Crypto Coin

My great aunt died recently, on her deathbed there was an acceptance, a happiness. She said she was happy to go as she had lived a good life and it was her time. There was no fear in her eyes, just happiness that she had family with her for her final moments. I hope when my time comes it will be similar.

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CalamariFritti

I hope to die soaring through the air on my jet pack, my SE14-C ripping into those storm troopers in short lethal bursts while behind me my thermal imploder takes out a dozen at a time. Then I respawn somewhere safe...

PeterParker957

I want to be 83 years old, and shot by police during an armed robbery and my boyfriend will be so upset he has to miss university.

I posted this before I was at a funeral and a father read it his son was 23 when he died somehow it was so appropriate although not at first glance.

Let Me Die A Youngman's Death

When I'm 73
and in constant good tumour
may I be mown down at dawn
by a bright red sports car
on my way home
from an allnight party

Or when I'm 91
with silver hair
and sitting in a barber's chair
may rival gangsters
with hamfisted tommyguns burst in
and give me a short back and insides

Or when I'm 104
and banned from the Cavern
may my mistress
catching me in bed with her daughter
and fearing for her son
cut me up into little pieces
and throw away every piece but one

Let me die a youngman's death
not a free from sin tiptoe in
candle wax and waning death
not a curtains drawn by angels borne
'what a nice way to go' death
Roger McGough
Poems by Roger McGough

RayM

As long as they give me enough morphine, I'll be happy.

PeterParker957

RayM wrote: »

As long as they give me enough morphine, I'll be happy.

Actually that's my wish most Mondays on the train to work!

Oldtree

Crypto Coin wrote: »

My great aunt died recently, on her deathbed there was an acceptance, a happiness. She said she was happy to go as she had lived a good life and it was her time. There was no fear in her eyes, just happiness that she had family with her for her final moments. I hope when my time comes it will be similar.

I think that would he an ideal way to go for most people. She must have been a great age to reach the status of great aunt, another ideal. My condolences on your loss.

However it turns out, make sure your wishes are known beforehand, such as the standard of quality of life you are prepared to accept, donating organs, etc rather being left to the mercy of the vagaries of the medical system and others in emotional turmoil. That way, you and others involved can be prepared and ready.

King George VI

On my deathbed I plan on informing my family of my last wish: to be attached to thousands of helium balloons and flown over O'Connell Street. And when the time is right, have the grenade attached to me remotely detonated so I can rain down on yous bastards!

Now that is how corpse disposal should be done.

PeterParker957

King George VI wrote: »

On my deathbed I plan on informing my family of my last wish: to be attached to thousands of helium balloons and flown over O'Connell Street. And when the time is right, have the grenade attached to me remotely detonated so I can rain down on yous bastards!

Now that is how corpse disposal should be done.

You soppy old sod you!!!

The_Kew_Tour

I read somewhere recently that when you stop breathing and officially dead that your Brain may still be active for short time after and you can still hear around you.

Not sure if somebody would know more here or total BS but scared me little to think I hear somebody saying I'm dead.

Crea

My cousin died in her late 40's of cancer. She had 4 kids from ages 7-18. At the time of her death she had lost her speech but could tap out messages on a special board. She kept pointing to the message "I am afraid" over and over.

donegaLroad

Crea wrote: »

My cousin died in her late 40's of cancer. She had 4 kids from ages 7-18. At the time of her death she had lost her speech but could tap out messages on a special board. She kept pointing to the message "I am afraid" over and over.

that is very tough, Im sure she was thinking of the family she was leaving behind. Its easy for me to say while Im sitting here, but I would like to think that I will embrace the whole passing away experience and totally accept it... might as well make friends with death now because it is going to happen sometime.

DEFTLEFTHAND

Only really experienced the prolonged death of one person.

It wasn't too nice, the person never really accepted that their time was over, they were still talking about going home and getting back to normal. They didn't want to die and were fearful.

Makes me sad when I think about it, but I know they're happy now. They didn't have anything to worry about.

macnug

Crea wrote:

My cousin died in her late 40's of cancer. She had 4 kids from ages 7-18. At the time of her death she had lost her speech but could tap out messages on a special board. She kept pointing to the message "I am afraid" over and over.

That's pretty haunting. The day my da died he was in hospital getting checked after felling ill for a few days. He admitted he was afraid of dying, never saw that side of him, fathers of that generation never show weakness so I was surprised and tried to brush it off in awkwardness. Sorry now I didn't say something profound or even reassuring to him as it was our last conversation. It was his 9th anniversary yesterday.

xzanti

I'd like to be well into my 90's. Having revisited the site of a major event in my life. I'll walk to the back of the boat and discover the necklace in my pocket and chuck it into the sea, and them jump in after it. It'll be epic.

Hector Bellend

If I'm to die in a bed then I hope its on top of a naked 20 something year old blonde with enormous fun bags

pilly

DEFTLEFTHAND wrote: »

Only really experienced the prolonged death of one person.

It wasn't too nice, the person never really accepted that their time was over, they were still talking about going home and getting back to normal. They didn't want to die and were fearful.

Makes me sad when I think about it, but I know they're happy now. They didn't have anything to worry about.

How do you mean they didn't have anything to worry about? They were dying!

RiderOnTheStorm

There are worse things than dying...

Roger Hassenforder

Im not afraid of dying, but i am afraid of an undignified death, either rotting alone in a home ****ting myself but witb full mental facultities, or looked on as a burden by loved ones forced tk care for me. I dont want the type of death where theyll say "it was a release for him at the end"

My auld fella died of pancreatic cancer , 6 months to the day almost they told him he had 6 months. He died with dignity, peacefully without suffering. Robbed of a few years, but not a bad way to go.

Dr Crayfish

When I die, I want to die like my grandfather who died peacefully in his sleep. Not screaming like all the passengers in his car

selwyn froggitt

As the American author William Sydney Porter lay dying, his friends and family were all gathered around his bedside, but they weren't sure whether he'd passed away or not.

"Touch his feet" said one person, "no-one ever died with warm feet."

William then opened one eye and, with his final breath, said "Joan of Arc did."

Bob Harris

selwyn froggitt wrote: »

As the American author William Sydney Porter lay dying, his friends and family were all gathered around his bedside, but they weren't sure whether he'd passed away or not.

"Touch his feet" said one person, "no-one ever died with warm feet."

Henry then opened one eye and, with his final breath, said "Joan of Arc did."

Where did Henry come from? Was he dying too?

valoren

xzanti wrote: »

I'd like to be well into my 90's. Having revisited the site of a major event in my life. I'll walk to the back of the boat and discover the necklace in my pocket and chuck it into the sea, and them jump in after it. It'll be epic.

Or after walking to the back of the boat, with the necklace in my coat, get seen by the crew who think I'm going to jump then convince Bill Paxton that our memories and our lives are far more precious than anything material and then chuck it into the sea.

:pac:

Dr Crayfish

Not something I worry about, I'll be fine, I just don't want my loved ones to suffer or be afraid in their last moments.

oceanman

Dr Crayfish wrote: »

Not something I worry about, I'll be fine, I just don't want my loved ones to suffer or be afraid in their last moments.

but how do you know you will be fine? nobody really knows that.

northgirl

I imagine I will welcome it.

Unless of course it is painful.

selwyn froggitt

Bob Harris wrote: »

Where did Henry come from? Was he dying too?

Apologies,Henry was his pen name.

O.Henry

eviltimeban

valoren wrote: »

Or after walking to the back of the boat, with the necklace in my coat, get seen by the crew who think I'm going to jump then convince Bill Paxton that our memories and our lives are far more precious than anything material and then chuck it into the sea.

:pac:

If you see Bill Paxton then you're already dead.

RobbingBandit

Presto chango deathbed repentance.

A Little Pony

No point worrying about it, it happens to everyone. Just bury me in the right cemetery is all I ask.

jamesbere

I want to die laughing

Boom_Bap

I'd just get out of bed. Screw you death, Ima live forever.

I want to go out the same way I came in - kicking and screaming, naked and wet!

DEFTLEFTHAND

Boom_Bap wrote: »

I'd just get out of bed. Screw you death, Ima live forever.

They'll have to strap you back down on the gurney and turn on the Potassium Chloride pump. :pac:

Conor Bourke

DEFTLEFTHAND wrote: »

They'll have to strap you back down on the gurney and turn on the Potassium Chloride pump. :pac:

Who in Ireland actually ever says “gurney”? Get yer head outta the films, they’re stretchers or trolleys. God, I hate Americanisms :mad:

I’ll probably die a premature death due to stroke from years of raised blood pressure over the trivial things that annoy me so much

DEFTLEFTHAND

Cornelius Crow wrote: »

Who in Ireland actually ever says “gurney”? Get yer head outta the films, they’re stretchers or trolleys. God, I hate Americanisms :mad:

I’ll probably die a premature death due to stroke from years of raised blood pressure over the trivial things that annoy me so much

Sorry, I was watching a Death Penalty by lethal injection documentary last night.:P:o

One of the stories was about a fella who broke out the straps before they got the drugs flowing.

PeterParker957

A Little Pony wrote: »

No point worrying about it, it happens to everyone. Just bury me in the right cemetery is all I ask.

I'm on phone.

Can someone post the clip of the Life of Brian where they're saying "we demand to be crucified in a purely Jewish section!!"

Galwayguy35

I don't want to be on any deathbed, a heart attack would be ideal, gone before I knew what happened.

My maternal grandfather died very suddenly. He literally never knew what hit him. That's how I want to go, though I wouldn't mind a few days warning either so I can tell everyone anything I need to.

I saw a family member die eight years after a terminal diagnosis. There is nothing more agonising and frustrating that watching someone you love die a little more every day, helpless to change anything. Its a gamechanger.

I don't fear death, only dying. I imagine the eternal non-existence of death will be the same as the slight eternity of non-existence of before birth. I do envy those who feel secure in the knowledge that it's not the end, if only to see people I loved again.

MonkieSocks

PeterParker957 wrote: »

I'm on phone.

Can someone post the clip of the Life of Brian where they're saying "we demand to be crucified in a purely Jewish section!!"

Dakota Dan

Why do we always hear about the people that died peacefully but never about the ones that die roaring?

Galwayguy35

Knowing your about to be murdered must be the worst way of all to leave this world.

Thespoofer

There is a young man, with eyes so blue, possibly in his early 20s.

Ive never met him.

A few weeks ago I typed a name into a social media search engine and there he was, looking back at me, with my own eyes and then I knew.

This young man is my Son.