It could be an ethical problem for your T to go to your funeral. They still have to protect confidentiality, and when someone asked them, "how do you know the deceased?" what would they say?

I've had fantasies of being visited in the hospital though. I've only ever been in the hospital when my children were born, and then usually for less than 24 hours. But I have been obsessed with fantasies such as that I was dying of cancer and my T came to see me, or that I was totally out of control and in restraints and T came to help deal with me. Since my therapists have not lived near me (at least the last 3 of them have not), in those fantasies I even somehow arranged to be in a hospital near them. Just passing through, and ... Isn't that interesting? Yeah, and I think of those fantasies (vaguely) when I drive past the hospital on my way home after a session.