Exactly! He's under strictest orders that I have to go first -- and that if he ever comes home and find me on the floor, whether I'm dead or still clinging to life, NOT to call 911, because I do NOT want my last hours in some fucking torture cham--- er, hospital that is. Nor do I want to outlive anyone who gives a single damn about me. Until I quit smoking, that last wasn't a huge fear... but now, I have to consider it -- longevity runs in the females of my grandmother's line, though my mom pissed her health away so drastically that she didn't benefit from that piece of heredity.
Andria
My mother died early of cancer. No idea what my lineage past that is, since they were in North Korea. Not much chance of me outliving anyone who gives a damn about me. Aside from my husband and kids, that's about all there is.