Woman dies of heart attack at own funeral A Russian woman died of a heart attack at her own funeral, after waking up to find praying mourners filing past her coffin. According to the Daily Mail, Fagilyu Mukhametzyanov, 49, had been declared dead after suffering chest pains and collapsing at home in Kazan, capital of Tatarstan. Doctors had failed to spot she was …
Ah, you'll be one of those chaps with no sense of humor who thinks everytime they miss a pop-culture reference it's somebody else's fault.
You really never heard any of the "In Soviet Russia..." jokes back in the day? Google "Yakov Smirnoff".
[Or have I been trolled?]
...then we will never know how less-than-optimal our 'developed world' ones often are.
My experience inside /big city/ Chinese hospitals is that they are comparable to the Australian public sysetem - under-resourced and physically run-down but clean and competently staffed.
Though the waiting list in China for elective tumor removal is measured in hours, not months as in Aus.
* Note emphasis on /big city/ hospitals - the private clinic/hospitals over there as well as some of the public provincial ones are well-deserving of the media shock-stories we hear.
Miracle Max: Whoo-hoo-hoo, look who knows so much. It just so happens that your friend here is only MOSTLY dead. There's a big difference between mostly dead and all dead. Mostly dead is slightly alive. With all dead, well, with all dead there's usually only one thing you can do.
Inigo Montoya: What's that?
Miracle Max: Go through his clothes and look for loose change.
...mine's the one with The Princess Bride in the pocket.
Actually misdiagnosed death isn't so uncommon. I saw a documentary on it maybe 20 or 30 years ago. It featured a guy who had been pronounced dead many times. He ended up inventing a wearable device that showed that he was still alive. I guess it was some sort of pulse meter. Truth is stranger than fiction and all that.
Even with all the new-fangled brain-imaging stuff we have these days, there is still no clear medical definition of when someone is actually 'dead'. The law in various countries fudges it to different organ-shut-down states, but they tend to either go overboard, keeping 'living meat' online for years (and to be fair, very occasionally the 'meat' does wake up again), under-do it, increasing the incidence of above happening, or completely miss the mark, rendering even a decapitated corpse still 'alive' until well after any legal organ-harvesting can be achieved.
And people 'waking' from what - even to a competent and experienced medical practicioner - is apparently 'dead' is rather common, probably more common than we know about.
Enjoy your night's sleep.
1. What do you consider a 'medical definition'? Is a definition just what it is?
There are very clear criteria of brain death, and you appear to know it.
What you are alluding to is to the case where there is one with a clear unsurvivable injury or insult, but is not 'dead' yet, either perhaps because brain death testing _cannot_ be done - I won't bore you with details, google if you will - or because brain death, as defined, has not occurred yet.
There, common sense should prevail. It should, but I acknowledge, sometimes, it doesn't.
Personally speaking, If I am that far gone, the outcome ain't gonna be good. I am thinking discharge to nursing home if lucky. No. let me correct that, discharge to morgue if lucky. Nursing home if not.
Turn me off.
2. Common? Waking from the dead? You got to be kidding me. And I've seen some weird shit.
Well, they say computers get more human-like as they progress, and with Windows 7 you likewise have the situation where the computer you ostensibly switched-off is actually playing possum, and springs to life while you're changing RAM or whatever.
Must add a sharpened stake to my toolkit.
As for the OP, seemingly it's possible for the human body to remain alive but with reduced temperature and a very low heartbeat. This may not be noticed if the examination is hurried.
CUSTOMER: Here's one -- nine pence.
DEAD PERSON: I'm not dead!
MORTICIAN: What?
CUSTOMER: Nothing -- here's your nine pence.
DEAD PERSON: I'm not dead!
MORTICIAN: Here -- he says he's not dead!
CUSTOMER: Yes, he is.
DEAD PERSON: I'm not!
MORTICIAN: He isn't.
CUSTOMER: Well, he will be soon, he's very ill.
DEAD PERSON: I'm getting better!
CUSTOMER: No, you're not -- you'll be stone dead in a moment.
MORTICIAN: Oh, I can't take him like that -- it's against regulations.
DEAD PERSON: I don't want to go in the cart!
CUSTOMER: Oh, don't be such a baby.
MORTICIAN: I can't take him...
DEAD PERSON: I feel fine!
CUSTOMER: Oh, do us a favor...
MORTICIAN: I can't.
CUSTOMER: Well, can you hang around a couple of minutes? He won't
be long.
MORTICIAN: Naaah, I got to go on to Robinson's -- they've lost nine
today.
CUSTOMER: Well, when is your next round?
MORTICIAN: Thursday.
DEAD PERSON: I think I'll go for a walk.
CUSTOMER: You're not fooling anyone y'know. Look, isn't there
something you can do?
DEAD PERSON: I feel happy... I feel happy.
[whop]
CUSTOMER: Ah, thanks very much.
MORTICIAN: Not at all. See you on Thursday.
CUSTOMER: Right.
[clop clop]
MORTICIAN: Who's that then?
CUSTOMER: I don't know.
MORTICIAN: Must be a king.
CUSTOMER: Why?
MORTICIAN: He hasn't got shit all over him.
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