When I was a teenager at university in my first year of Electronics my white lab coat was pristine.
I got one of the medical students to take me into the medics dissection room full of dead bodies : they each had one to dissect. This would have been 1967. Years later I saw my dad's dead body. That was 1987.
All these had one thing in common. What made them "them" was no longer there.
Views on life after death vary widely. Some people believe something of "us" survives whereas others think we just cease to be. Nobody is really sure.
3 comments:
That's disgrceful. Those people gave their bodies to science so new medical personnel could learn. They deserved dignity, not to become a peep show for anyone wearing a lab coat. I'm appalled this was allowed to happen. What did you get out of it? A few laughs at the dead persons expense maybe.
I'm horrified by this post.
Yes, I agree with you. This was a very long time ago and I was quite immature at the time! Actually, at the time it was the first time I had ever seen a dead body. Definitely NOT laughs. It was actually a very spiritual moment, so please don't judge.
As a technologist/scientist you were expanding your knowledge through curiosity. For all we know it could have led to a career change at some point. If we segregated people to one specialism over a lifetime, many discoveries would never have taken place.
I agree with you Roger about the sense of the person having left. I wasn't expecting that when a parent died but it helped with the bereavement process.
As to some form of energy or existence after life, I didn't believe there was but have since come to accept that there are some things we simply cannot explain.
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