The Ultimate Rejection

I donated my body to the Des Moines University. Hopefully, they won’t cash in on it for a while. 

I’m single, have older siblings, want cremation, don’t care much for ceremony, and I’m cheap. This is the perfect solution for me.

I only had to pay a funeral home for transporting the body and handling the death certificate. $307. Total. I suggest  Hamilton\’s Funeral Home. They knew what was necessary and didn’t try to sell me anything else.

The university cremates the bodies, inters the cremains, and has a memorial service once a year. And, they want you! But, for a while, I wasn’t so sure.

I downloaded the online application, filled it out and mailed it in.  And then I waited. And waited. And… waited. Finally, I got my official laminated body donor card and a letter of thanks. Whew!

While awaiting a reply, all sorts of thoughts were swirling around in my head. The most prevalent being, they don’t want me!

As a typical mid-aged SWF, rejection was not unfamiliar to me.  Naturally, I thought the worst. Dismissed as a corpse. Can you imagine?  Fortunately, I did not have to suffer the ultimate rejection. But that would have made an interesting headstone engraving.


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