I find myself more worried about how extreme disability at the end of my life will negatively effect/be a burden to my family, especially my daughter. I want to have a well thought out exit, communicated explicitly to those "in charge" of my care at that stage, in order to spare those I love/who love me unnecessary anguish or prolonged responsibility. Right now, my plan is to approach death the same way I approach life - the next big adventure. I figure, if I were a person of religious faith, that faith would sustain me. But I am not religious. I am a person of curiosity, though, and until proven otherwise, am happy to think of death as simply the next chapter. I'd rather not tarry immobilized in the 9th Circle of Hell, but quickly turn the page to see what happens next.



Canto 34 from Dante's Inferno:

How frozen I became and powerless then,
Ask it not, Reader, for I write it not,
Because all language would be insufficient.
I did not die, and I alive remained not;
Think for thyself now, hast thou aught of wit,
What I became, being of both deprived.