pinkfluffyslippers, I will ask mum's priest that when I talk to him about her funeral (she died a few weeks ago).
She had, I think, a good death. She had a few weeks notice, time to put her affairs in order and tell us what she wanted, and who should get what etc. She was actually looking forward to it, to seeing my dad again and all sorts of things which I don't really subscribe to. Not only that, but she was up and about as usual for most of the day, and only deteriorated a little that evening, enough to get me calling the doc who told me she wouldn't last the night. She was dead, peacefully, with dd holding her hand, within 4 hours.
zazen, I agree with you I think about the attachment to personality. After death, it isn't going to be like this, is it?
My nightmare would be your coma scenario. I would hate dementia too, but dementia creeps up slowly and there is plenty of awareness that something is not right.
I don't look on illness and pain as a way of helping others. I might have in my past before I started suffering illness and pain on a constant and chronic level, and have learnt the hard way how little it helps anyone. If things were different, maybe dd would learn greater compassion through it, by examples set to her, but that isn't what has happened.
I assume my personality is a construct of my genes and my experiences. Without my genes a lot of it will go. How do I carry my experience over without a brain to carry the memories of them?
Anyway, I'm feeling jaded tonight, so ignore me.