The Bewitched Charles II

The Bewitched Charles II

26/01/2014 Stories 0

Today I read the life story of Charles II (Spanish: Carlos II), the last Habsburg ruler of Spain who was called by some of those who new him The bewitched. Even though he only livedfor 39 years(1661 –1700), he had an incredible will to live and he was a very interesting subject for autopsy I could read in Wikipedia:

“Toward the end of his life Charles’ fragile health deteriorated and he became increasingly hypersensitive and strange, at one point demanding that the bodies of his family be exhumed so he could look upon the corpses. He officially retired when he had a nervous breakdown caused by the amount of pressure put on him to try to pull Spain out of the economic trouble it was going through. He lived a simple life from then on, playing games and other activities. He died in Madrid on 1 November 1700, five days before his 39th birthday.[citation needed] The physician who practiced his autopsy stated that his body “did not contain a single drop of blood; his heart was the size of a peppercorn; his lungs corroded; his intestines rotten and gangrenous; he had a single testicle, black as coal, and his head was full of water.”

As the American historians Will and Ariel Durant put it, Charles II was “short, lame, epileptic, senile, and completely bald before 35, he was always on the verge of death, but repeatedly baffled Christendom by continuing to live.”

Bewitched or not, there are many creepy ways to die and sometimes I think about what I want to happen to my body after death. I imagined several scenarios: being burned on a table after a short ceremony with friends, being mummified, being used for anatomy learning lessons, being thrown into the sea, being cremated. None convinced me – if my body is burned my DNA is lost forever, my skin would look awful as a mummy, I can’t even imagine what the students would do to me(pull my hair to get me out from the liquid just to rip my arms off for fun) and being food for some disgusting marine creatures would piss me off even after I am gone. As a result, I am still searching for alternatives…