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I've done what I can to get ready. Everything I own is in a trust, trustee has pretty explicit instructions. I have a living will and a medical power of attorney with a close friend, also explicit instructions.
I used to think about the loss of dignity in decline. I dread the shift from being a proud, autonomous, and modest man to peeing my pants, having my butt exposed to strangers, and having someone feed me. From what I've observed at dad's nursing home people get used to that pretty quick.
I'm not afraid of the end, but I do not want to go like my father - six years in a nursing home not knowing who he was. Ahhh, it's ugly business, death. I want no part of it. Just being here one instant and gone the next would suit me fine.
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