We unfortunately don't usually get to choose the way we (naturally) die. But wouldn't it be great if there were some things we could just avoid?
For example, nobody wants Alzheimer's. Nobody wants to drown. Nobody wants to die slowly and painfully, forgetting who they are.
A couple months ago I was on a train when it stopped and asked all medical personnel to report to my car. I look back and a man is on the floor with his girlfriend sobbing. Everyone went quiet so I heard him gasp "I....can't....breathe" and I was so scared I would witness this man's panicked last breaths. After about 20 minutes they were able to get him stable enough to carry him off.
Before I had never really thought of not being able to breathe as a terrifying way to die but damn....
Nope Nope Nope Nope
Death by lathe. It's not so much for me as it is for the poor jerk who has to untangle me.
I've seen photos of the aftermath, certainly taught me to respect the machinery.
Drown in the mud like soldiers during WWI
Oh damn, that. I heard Dan Carlin's podcast on Passchendele, and the unmitigated horror of slowly drowning in mud over the course of a few days haunts my sleep. They begged their brothers-in-arms to shoot them.
Nature's Slow Cooker
Glow Worms. The way they kill their prey is one of the most painful ways to die in the animal kingdom. They use the silk stands to attract prey, paralyse them, drill a hole in the side of their head and fill their insides with stomach acid, then leave them - for 2 weeks to digest.
Surviving a High-speed Car crash only to come out of surgery, live in massive pain for two days and then your heart gives out from all the excruciating pain.
Or surviving a fire but over half your body is covered in 3rd Degree wounds, only to die weeks before being cleared to leave and having to spend all those years in the burn unit only to never see the outside world again.
Killed by someone I know.
I don't want to spend the last minutes of my life with the conflicting thought of all the moments I lived with that person Vs. What they're doing to me at the moment. Fear, frustration, sadness, betrayal, pain.
Just Like Floyd Collins
John Jones, who got stuck upside down in a super tight cave passage in Utah and rescuers couldn't get him out... so they had to just let him die and then sealed the cave up.
Yeah. Not my ideal bucket kicking.
Driving off a bridge into deep water. Its never happened to me, but for some reason the sound of a windshield cracking upon impact with water and the feeling of a seatbelt digging into my neck and hips pop up in my nightmares a lot. I have a hard time crossing bridges in vehicles, thanks to that.
The Worst Of The WorstGiphy
Alzheimer's. I have a seizure condition, and when I have had a seizure there is a period of time where I cannot remember certain things. For instance there was an incident where I couldn't remember friends names, or how to do basic things like wash the dishes. I could not muster any memory of how to turn the water on, use the dish soap or how to actually clean the dish. It has lasted for upwards of a week. And it's scary. Because you cannot communicate meaningfully with others. So I couldn't imagine being like that without recourse.
Made Of Stone
I remember reading about this guy that fell into a pit of concrete powder, and he inhaled some of it. It set in his lungs, causing him to very slowly and painfully suffocate.
The lungs are a series of tissues, crossing one another, which makes it worse. It's not like in a cartoon, where they're just balloons. They're like sponges to maximize surface area for respiration; having cement dust first burn and then set between the membranes is arguably the most horrible sensation I can imagine.
The best known FOP case is that of Harry Eastlack (1933–1973). His condition began to develop at the age of ten, and by the time of his death from pneumonia in November 1973, six days before his 40th birthday, his body had completely ossified, leaving him able to move only his lips.
Like that poor chick lost in the Odessa catacombs; total darkness, panic, silence and just slowly fading from lack of EVERYTHING... cannot imagine a more drawn out and miserable way to go
Unconventional, Yet Still Horrible
I just got told of a case, where a guy put a pantyhose over his head, added some cheddar on top and sat in front of a heating lamp. Suffocated on melting cheese. Way to go!
I think more than anything on earth I'm scared of alzheimers.
To me it's just so sad.
You live a long, healthy life, with so many beautiful memories to just have them ripped away from you.
You forget your SO, then your kids, then everyone else, then what? You're alone in this world and you're stuck living with that hell.
You die with nothing, no memories, no loved ones (as far as you know) and that is the most heartbreaking thing to me.
I'd rather die than deal with that.
The hardest thing I've ever done was tell my great grandmother I love her and she doesn't even respond.
I don't want to live through that, no way in hell.
In a plane crash. The actual impact isn't what I'm talking about, it's the unbearable amount of terror you'd experience before. Like you know you're going to die while hurling to the ground, and everybody in a screaming panic around you. Gets my anxiety up whenever I think about it. I'm going on a 9 hr plane trip next month and I have a severe phobia of them.
Under The Ground
Buried alive with an oxygen tube running into the coffin/box/whatever it is you're buried in. Obviously it would suck if you were buried alive but you wouldn't be alive for long. There's only so much oxygen in that enclosed area before you run out and ultimately die (6 or so hours give or take). Well, now imagine you're buried alive but have a tube running from the coffin to the surface that provides you with enough oxygen to breathe normally. You're stuck there for days until you die of dehydration. Days trapped in a tight, enclosed area with no relief. All you can do is sit there and suffer in darkness until your body finally gives out or if you're lucky, die of shock. Sounds like a pretty terrifying way to go if you ask me.