I'm not. My dad was. When he died, the doctors tried to just take all of his organs that might be used in transplants, regardless of whether they were going to be useful or not. They were just going to figure it out after they got them out. My mom overheard the doctors jovially joking about this. She stopped them from taking everything, and I think she let them take his heart because they knew it was healthy and it could be used for a transplant.

The business of death seriously, seriously freaks me out and I want to stay as far away from it as possible.