In reference to Ursa Major’s last comment, maybe I’m supposed to apologize for my last post to this thread. No, I don’t hang out in The Pit and didn’t read any posts of Kelli’s there, but her OP query here seemed to be simply matter of fact.
I can’t get interested in what people do with dead human bodies, beyond satisfying public health requirements and obtaining any legal or possibly medical evidence that might be useful to society. I am interested in what they do with live ones, particularly what medical personnel and medical institutions do with them.
Of course, my previous post here was simply flippant, and I guess asking questions here on the given subject might get some straight answers; but asking them of physicians, and sometimes of nurses and other staff, consistantly isn’t likely to.
One small example related to this death topic: I wasn’t on location where my mother died, but she was in her nineties, quite mobile, but with very little memory left, had suffered a stroke not too long before which had messed up her language sequencing, apparently both vocally and as written, and she had suffered with so-called congestive heart disease for years, which often resulted in episodes of difficult breathing due to fluid in her lungs.
On her last episode, the local health-checking service for seniors was notified of the immediate problem, and she was taken to the hospital, as she had been several times before (the details of which I don’t know), and put in the ICU with IVs and whatever. I was notified by relatives that she was in the hospital as before. Two days later, I was notified by them that she had died at the hospital.
I spoke the next day to her physician by telephone to learn what had gone on in the ICU. Though having seen her earlier in this hospital stay, he hadn’t been at the hospital the day she expired and he simply informed me that she had died quietly in her sleep.
Thereafter, I went to the hospital and read the patient record of her last stay there. For some reason, the write-up there was quite detailed and graphic. She had asked to see my father a number of times and then started frantically removing her IV, etc., so they doped her up, stuck the stuff back in, and she went to sleep with a monitor recording her physiology. The signals stopped a few hours later. I don’t know what the range of procedures and policies are in various ICUs, so I don’t know how evaluate the standard of care given her there, under the recorded circumstances.
I didn’t see a lot about such on the Web. You can interpret her last behavior in various ways, intentional or simply impersonally phenomenal. Someone even suggested seeing it as expression of her earlier desire not to have her basic functions sustained beyond a state of recoverable meaningful life. I have trouble interpreting her final behavior as that coherent at that point. I don’t know the medical particulars of the ability to do much for her health at that point, and generally she’d had a full life and her life, at that point, had no reasonable quality.
Whatever evaluation ought to be made of the standard of ICU care given her during that of stay of hers at the hospital, I regard the report of her doctor to me as being essentially just one more of the lies I’ve heard from physicians throughout my life (though never on life-or-death matters). Technically, you can say what he told me was “the truth”, but it certainly was not a reasonably whole truth, and I can be certain that he was told by the ICU staff of essentially what was written up in the patient record I read; at lest he had the duty to have been aware of the records contents.
My father died the end of last year, also in his nineties and with even less memory and general mentality left, but after having been immobile only in the last month or so. This was at an assisted-living residence near my sister’s on the opposite coast. I don’t think I heard what the death certificate for my mother said as to the cause of her death, but I’m told, by my sister, that some MD, who had never treated my father and hadn’t been on scene at his death at the residence, just filled out his death certificate as having died of Alzheimer’s disease, because that was the term used by the residence staff in respect to the death of residents there whose brains had worn out.
At one time ‘Alzheimer’s syndrome/disease’, I think, meant something rather specific that was reflected physiologically in a certain scrambled pattern of brain cells upon autopsy and correlating to somewhat well-defined behavioral limitations. I believe my father’s CNS degeneration, only toward the very end of his life, was of a different vascular nature, but any confusion of future medical knowledge from this sort of worthless grade of medical record-keeping is only reflected in the use of death statistics to influence the world’s future medical care.
Both my parents were cremated, as they had wished, soon after death, but I don’t know the detailed steps and routes taken in doing this and don’t care. My mother’s ashes are under a tree where she lived (Grass Valley, CA.US) when she died, which is not far from where she was born in Nevada City, CA. They’re probably there illegally, so don’t tell the lawyers around this MB. I don’t know whether my sister has done anything with my father’s ashes. There were no memorials for either and there are no monuments for either. RIP.
Ray (Ashes are constituents of soil.)