Allow me to set the scene. It's late at night and you're starting the last hour of a multi-hour trip home. You already knew that starting the drive so late instead of spending one more night away from home was ill-advised, but as your blinks become longer and slower you're having significant doubts about your ability to finish the trip. Just as you're debating the merits of stopping for a nap, the unthinkable happens. You nod off, cross the double-yellow line, and crash into an oncoming vehicle.
Both you and the driver of the vehicle you hit are fortunate in that an ambulance scoops you up quickly and gets you to a nearby ER where you're both stabilized for the time being. You're doing okay, but the other driver is in bad shape. He needs a kidney and some blood. Miraculously, you're a perfect match for both.
You have a terribly hard decision. You're stable at the moment, but this seems like a risky time for you to undergo a surgery to remove a kidney, even though the victim in the accident you caused will not live without the transplant. Even donating some of your blood to him jeopardizes your likelihood of survival.
Out of the blue, your situation take a sudden turn for the worse. In the span of minutes you go from talking with your family at your bedside and impatiently asking when you can get moved out of the ER to being pronounced dead by a tired doctor at your bedside.
The family of your victim rallies almost immediately. Surely, now that you've passed, they can get your life-saving kidney. In this case, your death changes nothing--you weren't a registered organ donor and your family is inclined to honor your implied wishes. Your organs die with you. Even in death, your bodily autonomy is unassailable.