would you rather a slow death or quick death?
 

after the deaths of two stars in the one day, Farah Fawcett and Michael Jackson, it got me thinking on which death was a better one.

a quick unexpected death? or a slow and probably painful one?

i guess there's pros' and cons' to each. a quick death would probably mean less pain, but may mean that you wouldnt say goodbye to loved ones and to those that mattered to you. whereas a slow one would be the exact opposite.

so what would you rather have? is there such a thing as a good death? who had the better death MJ or FF?

im still undecided. it hard thinking about these things about your own impending death...im gathering my thoughts.

either or for me, my only request is that it's worthy of a cannibal corpse album cover!

Quick as I think it would be easier on my family. I think that were I to die today, all my family would know where we stood together.

Anything long and drawn out would lenghthen their grieving process.

what would be a pro to a slow painful death? i want to go out quickly. leukemia is as slow as i wanna go out, the right kind takes about a week and you are dead (my father-in-law at the time went that way). there is such a thing as a good death. a good death is relatively quick and painless. the only thing i'm not looking forward to is dying alone. i can only assume i will die alone, and i'm not looking forward to it.

I agree completely. I think most times it is easier to die, then to watch a loved one suffer then die. I have not seen a person dying in front of me, but I did have a dog that was in my family for 14 years. This was a big issue in my family because no one wanted to put him down. He has been in pain for over 4 years and my parents just couldn't handle putting him out of his misery. He had the hardest time just standing up. I did not know what to do. If I reported it my parents would have known it was me because they knew how I felt, they would know it was me. He died a few days before christmas. I still feel guilty that I didn't do anything about it. I mean don't get me wrong, I loved that dog and I would have hated to put him down. But it would have ended his suffering years ago.

Nobody wants to die slowly and painfully...

That's why movie villains always offer a quick death if they receive cooperation. ;)

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I actually loathe the thought of a slow, painful death. I want to go out as quick and surprised as possible...

We are all slowly dying even as you read this.

Quickly for sure. My family knows me. No need for good byes.

Over so fast that there's not time for the awareness to fire through my nerves to my brain before it's over.

Actually, slow.

I'm a closet emo. And I enjoy reflecting, deep thoughts, feeling grateful, etc.
Plus there's a good chance I'd get some killer pain meds to ease my suffering.

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After watching my dad take a year to go from an active 225 pound man to a 120 pound living skeleton while cancer ate away at this body-I would choose a quick death any day of the week. Even a quick and painful death beats just wasting away with no relief and no hope of improvement.

quickly. who would want to die fast?

I agree with xazy. This life is slow enough.
I'll take wham-bam-adios-ma'am.

Or would it be...

Wham, bam, thank you, tram! :thumbsup:


I think I'd rather go quickly as well.

there's a chance, baraka, that the tram could leave me alive.
i'd like a lovely aneurysm or full-body 1000000 megavolt electrocution.

What if the tram also electrocuted you, triggering an aneurysm?

:thumbsup:

I'm the only living person in my immediate family, having watched my mother die at a very young age, her, and me, she was 34, and I was 7, and it took a year and a half for her to die, she was at the Stanford Medical Hospital in Palo Alto, and they were just experimenting with cobalt and radiation for cancer.
It was a sad year and a half.
then my father at the age of 42, quick, he bled to death after leaving the vets hospital to go get a drink, after just having a leg amputated.
Then my sister, age 34, same as my moms age, from an accidental overdose of Darvon. So, it was quick.
Both brothers died of kidney failure at young ages. (under 50)
I have watched slow deaths, and it has made me pray to die in my sleep, or get hit by a truck, anything but that awful demeaning feeling of helplessness in a hospital bed at everyone's mercy. While they try new treatments , all with the same results.
please QUICK

Slow enough for my family to say their goodbyes and prepare their
heads and hearts. A time for some pre-grieving could be less shattering
than a sudden blink out.

And then if it drags on too long, I have given my family
members the go ahead, to end any ridiculously protracted agony. Mine & theirs.

I'm thinking the final (I think) scene in Monty Python's "The Meaning of Life" might be a good way to go.

"This man is about to die, and he has chosen the method of his demise..."

I think I would take the slow painful death as long as it doesn't ruin my mind and leaves my body well enough to at least use a computer or a pencil and paper. I'm a decent composer, but by far my best work has been when I was in pain (physical or emotional), so I could probably write a few masterpieces before I actually bit the dust.