Tough Love and dying......

i have experience as a first call driver, have seen death same as you OP, at point of impact. we all die very soon. i say live as you want to live and be happy. so long as you do not hurt others and don't blame others for your own shortcomings i've got no problem with folks

we all die. some of us faster, some slower, some by our own means, and some quite by accident. i see people who live well, and have lived a good life, and die early regardless. "live and let live" while we are here, mind your own business, and get on with our own lives, i say. i haven't much more to offer but your post was thought provoking, so thanks

also instead of prolonging life, tubes hanging out, making death a long, sad, drawn out expereince, the medical profession needs to let people die imo. no more artificial life support, no more long, expensive treatments, no more families "torn apart" by what is an eventual certainty for all of us. life is for the living imo, not the dying. let dead be dead, and the dying die. acceptance is the key. the living will carry on until our time comes. which will be very soon even if you were literally born yesterday and live the best life you can. the world has several billion more of us to take up the slack. no need to drain the sick and dying dry on the way to their final resting place while dragging their loved ones down for good measure

care for the sick and dying, love the dying, and be compassionate. but never blame them for their own death or sickness. it is after all the same death we will all know soon enough whoever we are, whatever we do. and people who "play with their bodies" love life just as much as those who don't, and are just as valuable. maybe they will die sooner, and maybe suffer more? or maybe not. we just can't say, can we?

but death is coming just the same. in the end we can just take care of ourselves the best we can. if some do it better than others, good for them. i do it pretty well but i always assume others are doing the best they can, too. if they could do better, they would. if they have any regrets at the end, its their own. i am only grateful for what i can do for myself. we are all falling apart, decaying and fading away. even as i type, i am. i am wearing my body out daily. we are all part of the same compost heap and headed in the same direction. and once we are gone, we are gone. our memories don't go with us, our lives and how we lived ceases to matter to us, who we were will be remembered by some, but not by us. away we go....hopefully we were happy. even if we died of being morbidly obese none of us are far behind. so, enjoy those twinkies while you can. and remember to hug a leper and the sinners, too 

live, and let live. and let die, as well. it'll be ok 

I watched my grandmother die as a result of smoking, my grandfather as a result of drinking and my mother as a result of type 1 diabetes, she was never an ounce overweight a day of her life.  Death sucks no matter what the cause.  You can post this stuff I guess but I doubt anyone really cares or they never would of gotten MO in the first place.  Some people treat their bodies as temples and get cancer and die, sometimes its just **** luck.  I have my own end game plan and I can assure you it does not involve the ICU.  Luckily that is a choice that you can opt out of.