What’s that smell? The Autopsy Series

by admin on April 28, 2010

autopsy suite      Yes, I did actually ask that in the morgue. Let me explain myself. I have never smelled death. I was expecting this horrid stench. When I walked in, I was overwhelmed by a scent I couldn’t put my nose to. Come to find out, it’s the death smell-go figure. And maybe some chemical smell too, like cleaner. So, I’m escorted in to a large room with sinks and tables on the left and a couple of small rooms on the right. There is a gallery also on the right with windows. In front of me were about 17 dead naked people laying on gurneys. No white sheets, not just feet sticking out. Talk about a weird feeling. I wasn’t expecting fully naked. But what I didn’t know was that I missed the part when they were all covered up in body bags.
         The pathologist start out the day by dividing up the bodies: I’ll take this suicide and you’ll take the drug overdose, etc. They talk about each person: where they were when they died, how they were found, they read the police report and so forth. Then they start their external examination. They look for tattoos, scars, bruises, piercings, you name it. They are very thorough.
         This is when the room started getting very small. I started seeing everything with a whitish hue and spots. So, remembering the cardinal rule of the morgue: I sat down! Not on the floor, mind you. The morgue has this very convenient bench that is down the hallway, away from the bodies. I sat there for a few minutes with my head down. After a minute or two, I felt better and tried it again. I was doing really well, and then the spots again!! Darn it! I’m a weakling! At least I didn’t actually faint and or throw up, so I’m thinking that maybe I can do this!

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AndreaNo Gravatar July 20, 2011 at 3:20 pm

Thank you for sharing, I look forward to reading each entry!!!!!

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