I’ve always worked in teaching hospitals. I’ve never, ever seen a body taken to the morgue without first being wrapped and tied.
A morgue kit consists of a large plastic coated paper sheet, several ABD pads (large, absorbent dressings), Chux pads, several lengths of string, twine or just roller bandages, a belongings bag and ID tags.
The nurses, often working in pairs, since a dead body is much harder to move around. It’s called dead weight for a reason. When we die, we lose tonus. Even an unconscious person has tonus. All muscles lose it, thus the pads and chux, since the bowel, bladder and blood vessels are controlled by muscle tone.
First, we place the chux pads under the bottom and between the legs to catch any drainage. If IVs have been removed or there are fresh wounds, these areas have to be padded too. They will bleed until it clots or there is none left, otherwise. Next, we center the paper sheet so it extends a foot or so beyond the head and feet and position it under the body. If they had dentures, they are put into the mouth to preserve the shape of the face and the jaw is padded and tied shut. Then, the wrists and ankles are covered with the ABD pads and tied together with the string or twine as well. The padding is keep blood from pooling at the ligatures. Families don’t like the idea that grandma was trussed up like the proverbial Thanksgiving turkey.
Finally, the paper sheet is folded over the head and feet and the body is securely wrapped and tied.
The ID tags go in specific places. One on the toe or ankle, inside the wrapping. One at the wrist on the outside of the wrapping and a third with the belongings.
The body is kept flat, because in about 4 hours rigor mortis sets in. If the person has been in any other arrangment they will either have to have bones broken or they will remain in the not flat position for about 12 to 24 more hours.
The medical examiner or mortician gets very testy when that happens.
Fishtar, many states now use medical examiners or a combination of the two. Coroners are elected officials and in some states, do not require any medical training. Here is an interesting map showing which states have which. Many have hybrid systems. Medical examiners are doctors. Their speciality is Pathology. They simply chose to deal with quiet patients.
{hijack for a joke} It’s said that Internal Medicine doctors know everything… But, do nothing.
Surgeons, on the other hand, know nothing, but do everything.
Ah, but the pathologist knows everything and does everything. He just does it a day late. {end joke} (I guess you have to be in the field.)
As far as using the morgue carts, anyone with the slightest bit of hospital knowledge recognizes it for what it is. When the door shuts and everyone bustles quietly in and out of the room, every body knows.
Families with terminal loved ones know. Even kids get it. The thing is, death is a natural thing. People who are actually facing it don’t want to hide. They want to talk about what’s happening to them. They are mourning their own lives. They are mouring the living they will leave behind. They have a right to share their feelings.
Until very recently, 50 years or so, everyone died at home with family and friends by their sides.
We, the medical community, have made death into a dirty little secret. It’s our short coming. We are taught that our job is to save lives… at any cost. Death means we failed. The atitude is changing, slowly.
Families that talk about it, even joke about it, are better equipped to move on when it’s over.
I hope I’ve brought a bit of light into a dark corner.