I’ve watched this many times during the past. The first 15 minutes are a discussion on how they declare someone dead. There is a disagreement on some “technical” “things”. To declare someone dead is not an easy job ! It might look easy, but it isn’t.
– Oh ! No pulse ! No heartbeat ! Eyes rolling backwards ! Blah… blah…
NOT an easy job at all. Mds, though, have to follow a protocol. And, still, they are not certain. Psychologically speaking is not an easy job to be a doctor – or a physician if you wish.
I open a parenthesis because it came to my mind the following : A few years ago a family doctor went to visit a patient of his. The patient was at hospital for a period of time and he went back home in perfect health. The doctor had no obligation to visit him at home. After so many years, though, they had become friends, and he visited him to say a hello and to check him a bit. They had a chat chat, a tittle tattle, the doctor did whatever he did, and he found his patient in a wonderful condition.
Next thing the doc did was to open the door and to leave the house. He couldn’t imagine -how could he ?- that his patient would have gone dead after a while. Actually, he returned back to the apartment because he heard the wife of his patient screaming. He was still in the building waiting for the elevator.
I can’t imagine the doctor’s shock ! I ‘ve tried, many times, to “step in” his thoughts. I imagined him doing what he had to do and cursing Mr Death at the same time, for he had the… nerve to take his patient’s life this way, out of sudden, unexpectedly, without doc’s permission anyway, and in any case per se or so to speak… lol…
Despite the fact i tease few of my friends who are docs, i acknowledge this is not an easy job. On the other hand they ask for it, to tease them and to make my critique. And, of course, i always start the conversation by calling them “My dear scientists”, to make them feel nice. And they start laughing ! I wonder why ?… hahaha…
I close the parenthesis.
The experts on the panel are wonderful. The lady in the middle is also a physician and she went though a near “death” experience. The gentleman to the right is a man i really like, because of the way he thinks and speaks, despite the fact he is a psychopluswhatever, and despite the fact that the discoveries of the sciences which are well known as psychopluswhatever are still shit. I like the man though. I hope you’ll find the video “informative”. Take care, dear friends.
10 thoughts on “difficult definition and declaration”
I hear that once your brain is dead, that is truly death!
Yes, i’ve heard this one before. But i like to listen to the experts to see how they deal with it, or what is their opinion and experience. Thank you for your comment, dear. Thanks a lot.
I know a dr that claims that as well but its ok to have different opinions
Very interesting!! I’ve seen many people die and each experience touches me in different ways. I have seen unexplainable things that make no sense. I have seen people survive CPR and live many more years. I have told family members their loved one has passed only to be proven wrong by the patient taking another breath. But the most profound thing I ever heard was my dad telling me a few days before he passed about being out of his body. His experience was similar to the lady in the River. It gave me a whole new perspective on death and also changed how I went about nursing those close to death or those who have passed. From what my dad said when he was “out of his body” he would be looking at himself and also looking towards a light where he knew my mom and his parents were. He said when out of his body he had no pain and felt peaceful but was torn with wanting to be with us so he would “pull himself back” to his body. He said though that each time he left his body it was harder to come back. In retrospect I think this gives some people a ‘choice’ as to when they pass on. Dad was adamant that he did not want my brother or I to see him die. One early morning, the only one in over a week, when neither of us was there Dad passed peacefully with my aunt and uncle at his side. I also see patients hold on and when that one person comes to visit they wanted to see, they pass shortly after. I think some people wait for closure and try hard to pass on their own terms. Now by no means am I an expert and I have no more of an idea than the next person what happens when we die. These are just my thoughts and what I seen, heard, and believed. Sorry this is so long and a bit more spiritual than I usually get!!! Great post and video!!
You can’t imagine how much i appreciate your comment, Lori. And i thank you from the deepest depths of my heart for writing this comment.
I don’t mind the long comments at all. I’m not in a hurry and i really enjoy reading the comments. I don’t mind the spiritual things either, or whatever someone might wanna call them.
I saw the picture of your wonderful dad. Extremely handsome and sweet, and what a smile ! When i meet this kind of beauty i stay speechless.
I pay attention to the words, and i’m not the only one of course. However, i like to give a name to a few words and to call them keywords. Because in my opinion they hold -or transfer- some kind of “truth”, or “knowledge” -consciously or subconsciously- or they can help a discussion or a topic to go on, or they allow us to go on with a further analysis let’s say. It doesn’t matter if we’ll never get to the promised land, which is the truth, but to share the experiences is of great importance to me.
Someone might say : It is obvious what death is and means, isn’t it? And he’ll be right. The absence seems to make things crystal clear.
Still, though, i will have questions and because of a few reasons i cannot write for the moment, and it isn’t only questions about Mr Death.
And of course, many times, i have found thyself traveling back and forth. A trip between nothing and something.
Thank you, Lori, for once again. Thank you.
I’m glad my words didn’t offend or bother you. I love to talk about my dad, he was such a good father and grandfather. He was truly an old soul. Being adopted at 7 days old he and mom raised me as their own with unconditional love. Death is always something to ponder and with some of the things I have seen it is healing for me to talk or write about it. I am always open to questions, and of course opinions!! although the only answer I have is my answer and it’s not always the right answer for everyone!!
Not offended at all, Lori. There is no reason. I will never get offended because someone is sharing an experience, a part of his life with me. The opposite, dear. I feel honored. And i really do thank you for this. And i’m so glad you had such a wonderful life with your parents. And you’re right when you say it is healing to talk or write about death. Maybe this sounds a bit as if it is an oxymoron, or spooky or whatever. A professor of mine used to say the same thing, and to repeat himself. Back then, there were moments i was saying “what’s wrong with the man?”, and i had him on the top of the pyramid of what we call “appreciation”. Nothing was wrong with the man. He was full of different kind of experiences, and i was young. That was it all.
“Live life to the fullest” he used to say, “we are not here for ever. Keep your eyes opened and squeeze as much as you can to get the last drop from the fruit of life. Taste the juices. But have also somewhere at the back of your mind that there will be a time we will have to pay back. The arrival of this time should and must find you full of …”
Then he used to say a few things from the literature and the poetry and the different traditions, ancient and modern, and from all over around the world, on the topic death, and how they deal with it. “And to have the courage and the strength to face Mr Death by looking him straight in the eyes like the proud warriors do when in a fight.” And many more, Lori, and deeper. And i feel different kind of emotions when i remember him, who he happened to arrange his meeting and his fight.
I like what what your professor said. Living life to the fullest is so important!!!! It is interesting as we grow older how we remember things differently, things that didn’t make a lot of sense when we were younger make sense now and mean more to us. I wish I would have listened better to those with wisdom I was taught when I was younger!!!!
You’re so right. And it seems -by nature- this won’t change … lol !!! On the other hand, i have to admit, there are young people wise enough. But you’re absolutely right when you say we miss things and we meet them again observing them differently.