Death

Bill Walker said:
Death, do you ever think about it or is it a taboo subject, are you scared of it, do you believe there is an afterlife ?
Do you think we are born again, or enter into heaven ?

I don't know how many people on here have had a general anaesthetic, I have, and I imagine dying is a bit like that ie nothing.
Just like before you were born.
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I used to worry about getting old and dying when I was a young kid. Especially at night in bed, used to shit me up!

My first proper girlfriend when I was 18 used to have counselling about the same thing when she was young.

Now, even though I’m getting older, I barely ever think about it. I think I’ve come to terms with the thought that we are just a collection of cells and when we die, we die, like any other collection of cells do and our collection of cells just rot in the ground and that’s that.

Now I know that’s the case, I’m fine with it. When I was a kid I went to a CofE Primary School and was brainwashed by religion and i think it used to worry me whether there was an afterlife and what it all meant… this is as a young 6-8 year old! But when I got to about 8 years old used to think “this is just a load of made up rubbish all this”, and by my teens I was a convinced atheist.

I’m more content with the fact that nobody “Rests In Peace”, there’s no afterlife, no spirits or souls, no ghosts, no heaven or hell, nobody looks down on us from above; than I would be if there was all these things.
 
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You should plan your life in quadrants, more as a financial thing as you get older:

Quad 1 - up to 20, enjoy your childhood and early adulthood, no ones expects too much at that age

Quad 2 - up to 40, settle on your career path, choose a life partner (or two, maybe 3!). Enjoy being a parent, make as much money as possible, drive a fast car, don’t give your mates up, you’ll need them in Quads 3 and 4

Quad 3 - up to 60, eventually wind work down, kids left or on the brink of leaving, becoming a grand parent, meeting up with friends for football, golf, hobbies, just a drink, time away from your life partner, applies to both.

Quad 4 (mine) - up to 80

Work your income out up to about 80, don’t bother after that, you’ll be fucked. Do as much as possible, bucket list if you like. Chances are you have lost friends and every funeral you go to of your contemporaries has fewer and fewer people. Enjoy your latter years, you are on the path of life, look ahead, there’s a bit left, look behind there’s a fucking big road that you have trampled. Just enjoy.
 
talkativesprout said:
The suffering bit that everybody dreads.

When my lad was in RMCH sepsis, necrotic pancreas and an hospital bourne infection he was climbing the walls despite being on Iv ket /Iv morphine/iv paracetamol. The pain team got involved and started to reduce the pain relief causing an immediate escalation in his condition. Had a bit of beef with one of the consultants who gave me chapter and verse on the long term effects of opiate use..."Look at him, and you are worried about how he will be in 6 month, you are not even sure he will be alive next week"...seemed to wake him up and the opiates got turned back up.
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For me, when I was young, it was the thought that I wouldn’t be here anymore that I used to dread. Not so much the path to dying, just actually being dead.
 
It's God's cruel joke or something, that he makes us self conscious enough to envisage our own demise.
I think about it quite a bit, sometimes it frightens me, and at other times it does too. My mum and my dad are still alive, so I at least want them to die before me. But in my 20's I went and had kids, and with all the will in the world I can't see me outliving those guys. I'm gonna disappoint somebody at some point :/ I guess we all are (gonna do that)
My thing is, i always keep enough in my account for my funeral, so I don't burden anyone monetarily, I call it a coffin float. It's annoying because even though I say (and I'm sure others do too) 'when I die, just hide me in the bin with the grass and food and stuff' I know that's probably not gonna happen. My loved ones are gonna use my coffin float and spend it on food and booze and a suit and a coffin
 
MellowJoe said:
It's God's cruel joke or something, that he makes us self conscious enough to envisage our own demise.
I think about it quite a bit, sometimes it frightens me, and at other times it does too. My mum and my dad are still alive, so I at least want them to die before me. But in my 20's I went and had kids, and with all the will in the world I can't see me outliving those guys. I'm gonna disappoint somebody at some point :/ I guess we all are (gonna do that)
My thing is, i always keep enough in my account for my funeral, so I don't burden anyone monetarily, I call it a coffin float. It's annoying because even though I say (and I'm sure others do too) 'when I die, just hide me in the bin with the grass and food and stuff' I know that's probably not gonna happen. My loved ones are gonna use my coffin float and spend it on food and booze and a suit and a
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Part of a poem I remember from school:
"A foolish, fond old man, his bedtime nigh
Who still at western windows stays to win a transient respite from the latening sky
And scarce can bear it when the sun goes in."
- Walter De La Mare.
 
As I come upto retirement even though I will be relatively young at 53 my daughter will only be 10, I’d like to think I’d see grandkids, my gran died at the age of 100 last year and my mum is still going strong at 72, she’s definitely got her genes, so you never know. Ive seen enough death in the last 20 years some in the worst ways possible that i know you could walk out the door and boom you’re gone. I hope I get to go in my sleep peacefully at 110 and not some shit cancer way, horrible fucking disease.
 
Psychedelic Casual said:
I used to worry about getting old and dying when I was a young kid. Especially at night in bed, used to shit me up!

My first proper girlfriend when I was 18 used to have counselling about the same thing when she was young.

Now, even though I’m getting older, I barely ever think about it. I think I’ve come to terms with the thought that we are just a collection of cells and when we die, we die, like any other collection of cells do and our collection of cells just rot in the ground and that’s that.

Now I know that’s the case, I’m fine with it. When I was a kid I went to a CofE Primary School and was brainwashed by religion and i think it used to worry me whether there was an afterlife and what it all meant… this is as a young 6-8 year old! But when I got to about 8 years old used to think “this is just a load of made up rubbish all this”, and by my teens I was a convinced atheist.

I’m more content with the fact that nobody “Rests In Peace”, there’s no afterlife, no spirits or souls, no ghosts, no heaven or hell, nobody looks down on us from above; than I would be if there was all these things.
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Same as you, couldn’t give a shit that I’m gonna be worm food soon enough.

It’s my offspring and their offspring dying that scares the shit out of me.
 
solley attwell said:
I think the one thing that scares people about dying is going suddenly and leaving skeletons. If a doctor told most men they had 2 weeks to live, they would spend most of it cleaning up their computer, hiding their wigs and lingerie , getting rid of their porn stash and deleting dodgy phone numbers
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I had a similar thought yesterday while watching Newcastle game & the fan having the sudden heart attack. Was sat like a slob having a few beers and a takeaway and thought if I die right now someone's going to find me like this lol
 
Northblue said:
I had a similar thought yesterday while watching Newcastle game & the fan having the sudden heart attack. Was sat like a slob having a few beers and a takeaway and thought if I die right now someone's going to find me like this lol
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At least you didn’t have cock in hand????
 
Some people aren't bothered. My mother-in-law is 100, and actually wants to go. When told of the Duke of Edinburgh's death she said "Isn't he lucky! I wish it were me"

She hasn't got dementia, but is very frail and confined to bed, and says she has no reason to go on. She has no interest in anything which might take her mind off things.

The consolation is that when she does go, it will be what she wanted. It's when you don't want to go yet, but you pop your clogs, it's a bit of a bugger.

But I can't get my head round the idea that someone actually wants to go, if thy aren't actually in unbearable pain.. I feel sorry for my Mrs who goes almost daily to try and cheer her up.
 
My wife's great aunt died a few years ago. I'd imagine it's the perfect way to go.

She was expecting her daughter and grandson. When they arrived, daughter let herself in to find her mother, dead on the sofa. She'd set up the TV channel for her grandson, she'd got his toys out and the kettle was still piping hot, ready to make her daughter a brew.

It was incredibly tough on the family (especially the daughter who walks into a nightmare scenario), but we've all found comfort that, for her at least, she would have died quite instantly, looking forward to a great afternoon with her loved ones.
 
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