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I've watched several grandparents die- one in his sleep, very peacefully, after a day on the ski slopes. One died in a drug induced haze that had been keeping her painfully alive for at least a month longer than was merciful. One in an alcohol-induced dementia that rendered him useless, ugly, and with a huge mean streak.
I'd want to go in my sleep. From what I've seen, the other two just prolong misery in those that love you. I'd want my surviving family to miss me for the right reasons- not just be glad my "suffering was over".
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Cute, but useless.
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