If you knew that you had only 5 hours left to live, how would you spend your remaining time?

Question

Is there anyone special that you would contact? Any unresolved issues you'd like to resolve? Any one you'd like to forgive before you ask forgiveness? Is there anything you wish you had done, which you could possibly get done in your last 5 hours?

Answer 1

Well, first I would tell God I am on my way so he can keep an eye out for mee, then I would double check my affairs ala make sure my insurance policy is made out to the right person, and my will is in a place where it can be found, and a do not resuscitate or leave me living as a vegetable order signed. When those necessary things have been done, I hope to be able to have enough time left to tell my loved ones how much I loved and appreciated them, and how much richer they made my life.

Oh shoot, why wait until I have only 5 hours left???? I think I am going to make some phone calls tonight.

Thank you for this question.

Answer 2

So this is how I want to die, right? I've had it planned out for a while.

At forty-eight thousand feet the transport drops the ferrari. As soon as we enter breathable atmosphere again me and the six beautiful naked women remove our breathing apparati and start vigorusly rutting like wild beasts. I am only a youthful 160 so I am able to bring each of them to a shattering orgasm before fifteen thousand feet. From fourteen thousand nine hundred feet to one thousand feet we do the drugs I have never allowed myself to do before. Mainline some heroin followed by a coupla tabs and some wicked peyote. Ninety-eight feet above the ground the girls leap from the ferrari and fire up their jetpacks, withstanding almost crippling G-forces so they can stay and caress me until the last possible second. Five feet above the ground me and the ferrari explode into a fiery ball of brightly colored confetti, candy, and shrapnel with enough force to send a snickers bar through a brick wall at fifty feet. Then, the parade.

I have diagrams. This will work. I know it.

Answer 3

I'd likely have to hustle like an energizer bunny to keep up with that ticking clock. I'd kick off by meeting up with Alice in Wonderland to score some special snacks, LOL. Then I think I'd head home to Montreal and go see all my friends [I'd probably have to teletransport though, 5 hrs is not a long time]. I'd have loads 'a sex on E. Make some phone calls; tell people I loved them, even the people I thought I'd never say it to. Hug people for the last time. Have more sex on E. Write, laugh, cry, paint, and play the guitar. Shoot up (smack not E), and jump of a sky scraper before I come down [but only because the 5 hour death sentence count down makes suicide seem more permissible and the act itself is guaranteed to put an end to a recurring dream].

Before I left for Montreal though, much of me would feel compelled to go and knock on a certain someone's door and request one last stroll down memory lane for old time's sake. I'd be reluctant though, as I'm uncertain as to how it would be anything other than pointless, and seeing as I was on a tight schedule, I'd likely not indulge. Maybe I'd call and leave a message: "Hey. It's -well, you already know, don't you? ...It's been a while, hasn't it? ...I just called to say ...I loved you. Perhaps not anymore, though there was a time when I once did. I thought you should know. ...I wanted you to know. It would serve me no purpose to deny you the honesty you withheld from me, not anymore. Individuality and originality are self-indulgent delusions of one's ego and mind. I'm as vulnerable, inferior, and human, as the rest. I'm no different ...much like yourself. ...I hope you're well. I really do. And thank you, if not for saying goodbye, then for crossing my path in life. And if I don't see you, take care." ...Just an afterthought.

...No, wait, I would definitely not do that! No stroll, no phone call, no message. In all these years, I never did it for a reason, a reason which would remain valid regardless of my status of being dead or alive. I'd just head over to Montreal.

Answer 4

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This applies to the last of the 20,000 or so odd days each of us may spend living here in this present condition. I am fully responsible for me. When I fully reach out to my (higher power) God to receive his love. The fact that I did nothing to enter into this world and equally need do nothing to leave. Allows me the perfect freedom to fulfil this purpose. What can I do to make such a supreme being who knows all love me less or love me more? Astounded again that this love really exist!

Answer 5

I'd go to a Catholic Church (They always are open for prayer) if mine wasn't open. I'd like my last hours just remembering all the love I had for everyone, in peace and quite time . I wouldn't want my family seeing me cry. Not boiling tears but sweet remembering tears.

When it's about 15 minutes before death comes I'd drive to the nearest hospital and wait til death comes. I know even now, that I've Loved all I could, for as long as I could.
Write my mom a good-bye letter wish that I had bought her that green Mercedes Benz and given her back the $385.000.00 But my time has been cut shorter than I expected.
Tell my hubby that I loved him and stayed GODly faithful until death, to be proud that I respected him as well as our love.
Walk up to heaven and forget about this sin sick world.

Answer 6

I'd call each of my siblings to tell them I love them and to be happy for me because I was going to be with our parents again. Then I'd call my step daughter and do the same and appologize for not being able to get her mother off perscription drugs which eventually caused her death. Then I would hold my new wife in my arms in bed until I passed away while listinging to Rush 2112 and Elton John s Love lies bleeding/Funeral for a friend. Sounds like a great last 5 hrs to me.

Answer 7

I'd actually try to make sure all my affairs were put in order: my life insurance policy made out to the proper people, my beneficiaries named, my debts paid off. Then, since I live fairly far away from most of the folks that are dear to me, I'd spend the rest of the time on the phone.

Answer 8

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Answer 9

I would make love with my husband then make a fabulous dinner for us, drink wine and talk about whatever needs talking about at a time like this. I would do the dishes with him, walk around and admire the home we made together then kiss him goodbye. I would not want to act sad and cry, I would want him to remember me as fun, happy and a sensational cook!

Answer 10

Reminding my wife of her potential financial assets. Say goodbye to mom/pop & family. Gulp down a 5th of Chevis, one small sip at a time.