I was with both of my parents when they died (10 years apart). My father died with his eyes and mouth open. I gently closed his eyelids, and tried to close his mouth, but it stayed open (as anyone who knew him would have predicted).
My grandfather, in his casket. I didn’t want to be too icked out to touch him and then lose my last chance. He was embalmed and everything, though. (Which honestly just made it weirder.)
In 1991 I shook hands with Ronald Reagan in a reception line at a formal dinner. That’s about as close as I wanna come. The man had the limpest handshake I’ve ever encountered.
More than a few. My babysitter used to take me to funerals and have me kiss or at least touch the corpse (it’s an old superstition), my father died while we were sharing a bed, I’ve had to give CPR twice (unsuccessfully- both were already dead), I kissed my mother’s body when she died, and other connections.
Absolutely! I had the “pleasure” of dissecting around 6 corpses in my gross anatomy lab course in the 1st year of dental school (which is just like 1st year of med school).
Yes, but only in the casket, post-embalming. They always feel like not-people. Touching a dead person in the casket doesn’t bother me exactly, but I’m a little … creeped out is too strong, more like vaguely bothered … by the difference between expecting to touch a person, and then ending up touching something else. (For whatever reason, I have yet to adjust my expectations, and I’m always a little surprised by it).
I always assumed it was the embalming that seems weird to me. For people who have touched corpses both before and after embalming, is it different?
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Absolutely! I had the “pleasure” of dissecting around 6 corpses in my gross anatomy lab course in the 1st year of dental school (which is just like 1st year of med school).
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ewwwwwwwww, they make dentists disect bodies? That just seems wrong on so many levels.
Yes, I’ve touched a dead human. I touched my dad shortly after he died. I don’t recall ever touching one before that, although I can recall being encouraged to touch dead grandparents when I was a kid.
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Worked in a funeral home, including the back room.
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My best friend lived in a funeral home, growing up. They had a bright euphemism for the back room or embalming room, and I suppose by default the desanguination chamber. They called it “The Flower Room”, as it was at the backdoor where flower deliveries wer4e accepted.
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In 1991 I shook hands with Ronald Reagan in a reception line at a formal dinner. That’s about as close as I wanna come. The man had the limpest handshake I’ve ever encountered.
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Known as the “dead fish” handshake.
Back in my wasted youth, I dated a medical student. She took me into the lab where they practice on the donated bodies, and we rummaged around in a bin conatining different parts, including one guy’s head that she handed to me.
Yes, always in the casket, post-embalming. I really don’t like it. The embalming / viewing procedure is still way too alien for me, product of a culture that, while we do have a sort of “viewing”, never have it for long as it’s usually too hot there, and then we cremate. I haven’t been to enough wakes / funerals to really be comfortable with it.