When I die, feel free to take anything you need from me.  It’s not like I’m going to need it.  Donate my organs to the people that need them.  Go ahead and shave my head and donate my hair to a chemotherapy recipient, or anyone else that needs it.  Give my clothes to whoever wants them.  Please don’t bury or cremate parts of my body that could be used by someone in need.  I don’t care if I’m bald at my funeral and I have missing limbs or anything like that… I don’t need to be glamorous at my funeral.  I’ll be dead.  I don’t mind.  As long as everything that can be done is done.