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death doesn't freak me out. let's face it, we are all dieing right now. part of my training in the military had me working in the trauma units in San Antonio - gunshot wounds galore. that was interesting. i also worked in the morgue - they aren't as creepy IRL as they are in the movies. i also worked in the autopsy room as well - that is creepy. seeing a person dismantled completely while talking about which bar you are going to when the shift is over is just a little too surreal.
due to family medical history i spent a VERY large part of my youth sleeping in ICU chairs waiting for news.
these experiences, among others, have removed the "freak factor" from death. my trust documents give explicit orders to throw my bones into the cheapest wood box available and burn my ass. no bedside moment or lazy boy viewing for me.
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