I want the proverbial bus to hit me as I cross the street, plane to crash or Chicken Little to be right about the sky that's filling! None of this lingering. Even though it's 'good for the soul,' I've seem the agony of prolonged deaths. The agony is not only the patient, but his loved ones (caregivers, friends, family-and maybe more.
I've done workshops where participants think and ponder about shat they'd want their tombstone to read. THAT'S quite an exercise and filled with emotion.