I plan to be cremated and most of my ashes sprinkled over a game park (hopefully in the Kenyan Massai Mara is financially possible). A part of my Ashes I wish to be used in the ingredients of a large cake (the recipe of which I will provide), which will be served at my wake.
I want my corpse disposed of in any way that my 'survivors' prefer/feel comfortable with. I did tell my parents that I'd like my organs to be donated. I believe my father's response was to quote monty python and ask how will we know if i'm really dead yet...
Given that my mother is alive thanks to a cadaver organ donor it would be remiss of me not to attempt to return the favor, as it were. I'm also quite happy to have people use whatever bits of my meat they might find a need for, once I am no longer using it. I'm pro-recycling.
If I had my druthers, I would like to have the leftovers mulched in some form or other. Use what's there and useful, that is basically where I stand. If that's not possible, cremation seems like a good alternative, with my ashes either scattered somewhere pretty or else mixed into mortar for something particularly cool and perhaps relevant in some way to my life. I should like to be part of a large majestic library, for instance.
I want what's left of me to be cremated, mixed with the ashes of my first dog and first cat (I kept their ashes; don't ask) and whatever my favourite book is at the time, and then mixed into paint to be given to whatever artist(s) I like at the time and agree to paint something cool.
Failing that, a Viking burial would also be acceptable.
I have a donor card along with my driver's license, but I also let people know that I absoutely want whatever usable organs harvested because I've heard of people's families freaking out and disallowing donation even when they have a card.
I know cremation's not environmentally sound, but I don't think I can arrange to be buried on the mountain of my choice, so they'll have to take the ashes.
My mother was walking on Hampsfell once, and found some mysterious white powder on the ground. This happened to be at a time when there was a scare about terrorists using [white chemical whose name I've forgotten], which was probably why a rather embarrassed elderly man came over to explain to her that it was his wife.
My intention as to the final disposition of my remains involves a woodchipper on the back of a boat somewhere in the Coral Sea. I've always considered myself a friend of the ocean, and after I die, I want to be remembered as some fishes' chum.
Really not sure ... probably because I'm in denial about dying? But I'm not against donating organs, except that I've recently found out that some places decide that dead = heart stops, not brain dead. I want them to make damned sure that I won't be waking back up. If that's an impossibility, then people can have my organs. The rest, I'd like cremated and for my one true love (tm) to keep the ashes in a very cool receptacle
I have shared my wishes with my significant other and he isn't cool with what I want. After organ harvesting, I wish to have my cremated ashes to be stuffed into fireworks. They are something that really excited me. Can I now be cheesy and say I want to go out with a bang.
I'm a full donor, not just organs. Hands, face, mescle tissue, corneas, bone, skin, everything. If an amputee gets my foot, I'm happy. If a child can walk again because of my bones or muscles, great. Whatever's left, I would like donated to science. Medicine at the very least, but I'd prefer something like a body farm, where the rate of my body's decay could contribute to scientific knowledge in law enforcement.
My family's aware of my wishes, and a little grossed out by it, but they'd comply. They know that the most horrific thing I can imagine happening after my death is to be buried, intact, in a sealed coffin where I'd probably take 100 years to break down. I'm pro-recycling. After I'm dead, the body is just an empty shell. I want ot to be put to good use.
Cremation, then burial in something like a Pyrex casserole. Future archaeologists are going to have a terrible time trying to reconstruct our lifestyles.
I want to be cremated, and my ashes thrown on Liatach (http://www.streetmap.co.uk/newmap.srf?x=191880&y=857160&z=3&sv=191880,857160&st=4&ar=Y&mapp=newmap.srf&searchp=newsearch.srf&ax=191880&ay=857160)
I also know what music I would like played at my funeral (it is specified in my will...).
I chose "transplant" since I am not sure what "anything reasonable" would mean. The idea of achieving immortality through a cell line - like Henrietta Lacks (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Henrietta_Lacks) - seems a bit creepy. (Technical term.)
Well it is not going to make any difference to me how my corpse is disposed of and I am pretty happy to leave the decision to others. Whatever my preferences, I won't be leaving any instructions.
Carry an organ donor card, as well as a note giving details of my next of kin and my wishes re what to do should I end up in an accident that leaves me in a vegetative state (harvest organs, switch stuff off). Am happy to donate anything useful, bar my eyes...there's a somewhat unreasonable squick involved with the idea of someone taking my corneas. Once I'm done being useful, cremation and joining my granddad in the family plot beside the chapel he designed. Or an eco burial somewhere nice and peaceful.
How Scorpio, even in death it's "mine, mine, mine!!!"
At one of mother's dinner parties, people were going around the table discussing what they wanted to be done with their dead bodies when mother interjected, "no, no, darling! When I die, I want to get inseminated!" We're pretty sure she meant incinerated.
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I plan to be cremated and most of my ashes sprinkled over a game park (hopefully in the Kenyan Massai Mara is financially possible). A part of my Ashes I wish to be used in the ingredients of a large cake (the recipe of which I will provide), which will be served at my wake.
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If I had my druthers, I would like to have the leftovers mulched in some form or other. Use what's there and useful, that is basically where I stand. If that's not possible, cremation seems like a good alternative, with my ashes either scattered somewhere pretty or else mixed into mortar for something particularly cool and perhaps relevant in some way to my life. I should like to be part of a large majestic library, for instance.
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Failing that, a Viking burial would also be acceptable.
I have a donor card along with my driver's license, but I also let people know that I absoutely want whatever usable organs harvested because I've heard of people's families freaking out and disallowing donation even when they have a card.
Okay, that was morbid.
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My mother was walking on Hampsfell once, and found some mysterious white powder on the ground. This happened to be at a time when there was a scare about terrorists using [white chemical whose name I've forgotten], which was probably why a rather embarrassed elderly man came over to explain to her that it was his wife.
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My family's aware of my wishes, and a little grossed out by it, but they'd comply. They know that the most horrific thing I can imagine happening after my death is to be buried, intact, in a sealed coffin where I'd probably take 100 years to break down. I'm pro-recycling. After I'm dead, the body is just an empty shell. I want ot to be put to good use.
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I also know what music I would like played at my funeral (it is specified in my will...).
I chose "transplant" since I am not sure what "anything reasonable" would mean. The idea of achieving immortality through a cell line - like Henrietta Lacks (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Henrietta_Lacks) - seems a bit creepy. (Technical term.)
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At one of mother's dinner parties, people were going around the table discussing what they wanted to be done with their dead bodies when mother interjected, "no, no, darling! When I die, I want to get inseminated!" We're pretty sure she meant incinerated.