It’s more that the human body can be really fucking weird. Your vitals can drop to extremely low levels, your temperature can drop to room temperature, you can appear entirely dead for over an hour, but still recover.
Usually this happens to old people who were already at death’s door. It can be very hard to find any sign of life sometimes.
It sounds like they were paying attention and responsive:
At 2:09 p.m. funeral home workers unzipped the bag, and, according to DeNoto, discovered that Balducci “was still breathing and had a pulse.” The funeral home called paramedics, who intubated Balducci while rushing her to nearby John T. Mather Memorial Hospital. When Balducci got there, DeNoto said she was “noted to be unresponsive.”
“She was placed on palliative care and held on until 5:20 a.m. on February 5, 2023,” DeNoto said. “At that time, she passed.”
Not really necessary anymore. If they weren’t dead before, once someone has gone through the modern embalming process they will very definitely be dead afterward.
Maybe funeral home workers should start regularly checking for pulses just in case?
I get the feeling they do…
and no, that’s not better, it means there is a routine fuckup happening and no one cares
It’s more that the human body can be really fucking weird. Your vitals can drop to extremely low levels, your temperature can drop to room temperature, you can appear entirely dead for over an hour, but still recover.
Usually this happens to old people who were already at death’s door. It can be very hard to find any sign of life sometimes.
There’s a reason graveyards used to have bells attached to ropes in the graves.
If you woke up in a grave you ring the bell and hope to god the groundskeeper was close enough to hear it.
It sounds like they were paying attention and responsive:
Maybe we should bring back those little bells on graves.
Not really necessary anymore. If they weren’t dead before, once someone has gone through the modern embalming process they will very definitely be dead afterward.
There is a person in a graveyard here who was interred with a working telephone.
https://gravelyspeaking.com/2016/10/01/taphophobia-and-a-telephone/