coffin-shaped gemstone.

If I stick with my exercise plan for three more weeks, I'm getting a 10 carat garnet one as my "Hurrah! Exercised for two months in a row!" reward.

JSw, it might be called a "health care proxy" or something like that in other places; it's a legally-binding document saying that if you can't make medical decisions anymore, Person X is the one who can. And when Person X signs that piece of paper that details all the things you want/don't want, that's what they're legally obligated to do/not do.

I'm not an expert in this area, but my understanding is that in this jurisdiction, only a power of attorney will execute the powers you are describing. In spite of a push by a previous government, few people here were prepared to set up powers of attorney without existing circumstances that required them.

I think even when it is not binding, it is useful, because it makes families talk about it. In a case like the Schiavo one, it would have meant her husband, her mother, and her father each would have known what she wanted, and would have each known the other knew, too.

Except in circumstances where people don't get all of the necessary loved ones in the room to talk about the contents of the Living Will, which I would guess includes many people. I know I'm the executor of my parents' actual wills. I have no idea what the contents are.

Opposite for me. I want all my nutrients in the soil and the worms in the ground. Why waste them by burning it up?

Hec has a point. I suppose they could throw my naked body into a cardboard or fiberboard coffin and bury me in an unmarked grave or something, so the land could still have other uses.

I have found the wakes and funerals I have been to, to be useful to me, as a mourner. It sort of finishes it off. All three of my children went to my father's wake--but a little early, before anyone other than immediate family was there. Ben and Julia went to his funeral and burial. They insisted, so we described what it would all be like, and they said they still wanted to go. It turns out they were quite surprised to see the casket at the burial. They had visions of just the body being thrown in a hole in the ground. I hadn't taken a moment to think that would be their impression.

Cremation squicks me. I don't know why. Wait. No. My cremation squicks me. My rotting? Not so much. I don't why.

I believe in Arizona (at least when I lived there) you can (could) petition to be buried in one of the state parks, then they can't do any formaldehyde or anything like that. I like that idea. Give away any bits that can be used for someone's life or to medical science, bury the rest in a hole where it can be useful to the earth.

I dislike the notion of it being put in a box in the ground.

I'm with Laura, I severely dislike the idea of being put in a box in a vault in the ground.

Opposite for me. I want all my nutrients in the soil and the worms in the ground. Why waste them by burning it up?

If there was nothing, no box or vault between me and the earth, maybe. But not the way the modern mortuary process goes. Uh uh. No thank you.

Although, mummification would be acceptable. Especially if y'all built a tomb that lasted over 4,000 years with no sign of falling down. That would be acceptable indeed.

Living wills are good, but what is probably better is a setting up a durable power of attorney for health care. That way, you've designated someone to have the legal authority to make health care decisions for you when you're incapacitated.

My body is going to Emory Medical School where the students can laugh and laugh at me and I won't care.

My creation squicks me.

Funny existential typo, now preserved for posterity.

Although, mummification would be acceptable. Especially if y'all built a tomb that lasted over 4,000 years with no sign of falling down. That would be acceptable indeed.

So, Sean, I hear Fay is interested in hosting the next F2F ...

I have a strong visceral cremation-squick. If it were up to me, I'd want to be buried in a plain box. DH wants to be cremated. We occasionally argue about it.

It occurs to me that since it's the survivor that'll have to endure this, it'd make most sense for me to agree to be cremated, since that seems best to him, and for him to agree to be buried so I don't have to treat his body in a way that has such powerful negative associations for me.