i'd like the James Gandolfini. die on vacation somewhere nice.
how'd he spend his last week? worried about the bills and work? no, on vacation in Rome.
we should all be so lucky.
also, i kind of hope my death causes a lot of paperwork.
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i'd like the James Gandolfini. die on vacation somewhere nice.
how'd he spend his last week? worried about the bills and work? no, on vacation in Rome.
we should all be so lucky.
also, i kind of hope my death causes a lot of paperwork.
Starvation after all the people supporting me die and I refuse to get help any other way, eventually leading me to forget to go shopping for food until I'm too hungry to get up, leading me to just wait for death to take me.
Deterioration of the mind. At two decades old, I have all the ingredients for that eventual setup. Either that, or my lack of good experiences gets the better of me.
Heart attack. I’ve had a lot of problems with strep in my life due to an immune gap, which tends to weaken your heart.
Either old age or a bag taped over my head, though people tend to urge against the latter
Suicide, drug OD or heart attack or aneurysm.
The best case it'll be a heart attack or quick stroke death after getting over my demons. But those demons have utterly fucked my health.
If my body holds out against the abuse I inflicted on it then Alzheimers is a long shot possibility.
To be honest I'd rather go out by quick heart attack or aneurysm.
I’m only starting my sixth decade on this rock.
I fully expect to die in one of two ways:
I'm a little younger than you, and desperately hope I die before resource conflict wars start in earnest. It'll be like the great depression, only constantly getting worse, and with no end. Combined with global warming, millions will die from no yeat in winter, no AC in summer, on top of the no everything else. Life expectancy drops from lack of accessible dental care alone will be horrifying. At least wth no transportation, we'll be spared the worst of global pandemics.
Man, I hope I'm gone by then. I feel horrible for my nieces and nephews, though.
from lack of accessible dental care alone
If you have genetically shitty teeth like I do, consider implants. Have bridges to limit the cost, yes, but choose permanents for longevity (snap-in bridges can more readily loosen the implants) and have multiple sections per side so that if a post fails, you can break off that bridge and still have teeth elsewhere.
I’m aiming for four bridges per side. One pair for the molars and bicuspids on the left and the right, and another pair for the canines to the incisors in the middle. Total loadout being eight bridges across sixteen posts for the entire mouth. And at $4k CAD per post, it’s no wonder they call it “installing a Mercedes in your mouth”.
I have two implants in ny mouth, and they are by far my favorite teeth. The rest of my teeth seem robust, but I often (mostly) joke about having all the rest of my (healthy) teeth replaced with implants because I love those implants so much. My dentist gets a look of mild horror when I start talking about this, but seriously: I think it should be a procedure everyone should have as soon as the baby teeth come out. They're so much superior to the natural ones!
However, back to the topic above: I was merely mentioning that the collapse of civilization is going to take modern dentistry with it. Statistically, your life expectancy is shortened by decades once you lose your teeth.
Heart disease most likely. I don't really exercise, and I sit at a desk when working.
I've got some pretty crappy, chronic health problems, so I'll probably kill myself when they get to be too much. Better that way than to endlessly degrade. But maybe I'll get lucky and euthanasia will be legal by then.
If I'm not lucky, my body will kill me before I get to it and I'll probably drown in my own lungs or die of some random infection (cystic fibrosis).
own hand or vehicle accident
Assuming present trajectory, taken care of, but regretting being the last man out the door of the family I grew up with, I'm regretfully sure I haven't met anyone yet who will be there after those folks I'll miss have all gone.
Climate catastrophe
Liquid nitrogen leak over a weekend.
Suicide (although it will get a pretty name like, "self-administered euthanasia").
Eventually my body or my mind will fail, or I'll decide that there's no chance that the world will ever improve meaningfully, and I'l remove myself from it.
Probably poor health because I can't be bothered to eat anything that isn't ready to eat straight out of the package.
Huh, guess I have a unique one.
I'm pretty sure I'm going to die by falling down. Either tripping or slipping.
I don't have a very good sense of where my body is in relation to the things around me. I walked into wall corners a LOT as a kid, for example. I struggle to walk down stairs if I can't look down and see my feet and the stairs. I CAN do it, but I have to go real slow. Because I just don't have a good sense of where my foot is in relation to the next step.
Pretty sure someday I'm just gonna either fall down a set of stairs and break my neck, or I'm going to slip on something slippery and, again, break my neck.
Food riot/starvation/exposure/myself brought on by climate collapse.
Otherwise, odds are with my family, it'll be my heart will go out or diabetes. Can't rule out car accident though.
when I stop breathing
Cancer tried once, but I really hope its something else.
Some variety of cancer from various risk factors, or a car crash.
Heart attack pointing at a cute animal…or a good 💩
Sugar overdose..