Renter of a lonely heart

It is not true, as Nick Lowe once suggested, that actress Marie Prevost died alone in her Hollywood home and was eaten by her dachshund. The dog bit her a couple of times, but never went beyond that.

Still, the important part of that statement was “died alone.” It’s a subject I obsess over, ever so slightly.

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5 comments

  1. fillyjonk »

    1 July 2015 · 11:15 am

    ” somehow decided that my continued existence was contingent on earning my keep; I could not assume that my presence would be tolerated on the basis of love or something equally silly. ”

    O crap. that is one of the lessons I internalized from my bad peer-interactions as a schoolkid, and one of the reasons I go through a cycle of work-work-work-deny my own wants -make a minor miracle happen and then complaining about how I’m taken for granted all the time is related to that.

    Actually, as a fellow solo-liver, I’m thinking dying in a hospital might not be so bad; at least they will know more or less right away you’re dead. (And I don’t really have anyone who could assist me in a case of serious disability: my parents are reaching the point where they couldn’t do it, my brother has his own life far away, I am not close to any of my cousins….)

    I hope and pray for continued good health and ability to be active….I once opined that I hoped I died after falling off my roof at 96, whence I had gone to retrieve a Frisbee. (I think I’d also settle for “massive heart attack while out doing fieldwork” but, please God, not anytime SOON)

  2. backwoods conservative »

    1 July 2015 · 12:37 pm

    I expect to die alone. I’m not suicidal, but after all the years of loneliness, heartache, and frustration, death will be a relief.

    I fear living in an unhealthy condition far more than I fear dying. My uncle had a massive stroke and spent years unable to walk or speak before the Grim Reaper finally took him away.

    On the morning he had his stroke, his boss went to his house to check on him when he didn’t show up for work. Somebody said he would have died if his boss hadn’t checked on him. I think death would have been preferable.

    My boss knows where I live and would surely come to check on me if I didn’t show up for work. I would hope that I would already be gone when he gets here.

  3. Roger Green »

    1 July 2015 · 9:33 pm

    Now that I have an 11-y.o. daughter, I’m hoping that between her and my somewhat-younger-than-I wife, SOMEONE will tend to me in my dotage.

  4. McGehee »

    2 July 2015 · 6:31 am

    I think I’m likely to outlive everyone I currently care about, barring accident, plague or lynch mob.

  5. mushroom »

    2 July 2015 · 7:28 am

    I fear living in an unhealthy condition far more than I fear dying.

    Now that my wife has passed way, I’m alone and live in out in the country, out of sight of my nearest neighbors. The kids and grandkids live a couple of hours away. I figure I have a good chance of expiring before I’m discovered. Plus, I ride a motorcycle. That would actually be my preferred way to go, so long as I’m killed on on impact or die very shortly after.

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