Cynosure

Me, I'd rather a relatively quick and clean death by drowning or fire, than a slow, agonizing and lingering death by cancer, with my wife and/or children having to watch me wither away, and having to clean up my feces- and urine-stained body and bedclothes.

Seriously.

(Although, sad to say, the latter means of death is a lot more likely for me – and for everyone else here, really – than are the former.)

EDIT: Wait. I thought I was in the "Most horrible way to die" thread. Well, whichever...