I guess other than the way i'll go, and then there's leaving my children to mourn behind...my big next question would be where am i going? If i'm going upstairs then great! I'll be walking w/ other loved ones, waiting on the rest of my family. If i'm going downstairs "OH CRAP", my worst fear would then be living eternally in my wheelchair. It would be kinda like, "wait devil, i'm still in my chair?? Ugghh...you don't have to do anymore "torchering" here, i promise, i'm miserable enough, thank you..".
I just have the fear of leaving my lil girl and lil boy. I pray they are at least adults and can take care of themselves. No one else to do it if something happened to me first.
Pwuff, on Nov 10 2009, 12:11 PM, said:
I make a distinction- my body is afraid to die. As E-dog says, we will shit our britches every time. The mind? Well, in the day after my accident I had the choice. I was so badly injured that the simple will to die would have brought on pneumonia. But two influences; my mate was there very much wanting me to live regardless of my state; and I had NOT done my homework of estate planning. I know from what happened in the past that my mate is incompetent at handling money issues, particularly when grieving. He lost 70% of the value of his grandmother's estate before I came along and rescued the last 30k. I want him provided for and I want to not leave messes for others. With those 2 things in play I succumbed to my mates desire to keep me here. Ever trying to please others. We are for one another, first and foremost.
I had a wonderful adventurous life in a wonderful body. Whacked at 58, I can go whenever, and am finally getting my homework done. The lawyer comes next week.
I'm not sorry I'm alive, but I don't think of it as my own agenda. Pleasures are appreciated, and for me pain is extremely interesting. Always was.
Pwuff, i thought it was you that said nobility=BS!!!! Sure was nobile of you to stick around for him girlie!!! lol, just being funny.