A couple of days ago I woke up feeling utterly crappy.
I didn’t have a fever (yet) but I felt that undeniable sensation of arghh-what-the-heck-is-my-body-up-to-now.
As the day progressed a fever developed, and my right cheek was beginning to swell. Not noticeably, but enough that the skin stretched tight and shiny across my cheekbone.
Luckily I feel much better now, and the swelling is down. However, that isn’t the point of this entry.
At the height of my illness I glanced over at J. I then realized that while we have been married for 9 months now, we have yet to write our wills.
“Hey,” I succinctly stated, “If I’m ever in a horrible accident where my body is only being kept alive by machines, I want you to pull the plug.”
“I’m being serious. I don’t want to be a vegetable dependent on modern technology. I want you to pull the plug.”
Smirking, he replied, “I’ll decide that when the time comes.”
I then asked, “What about you? What would you want me to do if you were in that situation?”
“I’d want you to invent a machine that would keep me frozen until the right technology comes along to revive me.”
“Aish! I’m being serious! What do you want me to do?”
“I want you to invent that machine.”
Obviously J was not being cooperative. But I kept pushing.
“And if I die before you, I’d want you to get remarried.”
“No,” he replied, with a smile on his face.
“C’mon! I am being 100% serious here…I want to you get remarried, okay?”
He laughed once again and turned away.
“…Would you want me to get remarried?”
“No, I would haunt you so that you would never get to meet anyone else.”
Obviously my husband is not ready to have such conversations. However, this is something that should be discussed between a married couple, no?
So I write this in my blog, knowing that this will hold as proof of this conversation and my wishes.
Have you have these morbid conversations with your significant other?