Something straight out of a horror movie happened in Wisconsin last week. A man who had been declared dead suddenly began moving around and breathing. 71 more words
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I am the angel with scabbed wings.
You may refer to me as Lady Ophelia aka The Living Dead Girl, even though here in South Africa it is almost impossible to maintain my deathly charm (it’s never funny when your face melts off.) Often I am asked where I get my make up inspiration from… it’s quite simple – the morgue. 206 more words
First and foremost, I would like to formally apologize to the families of Renée Jackson, Brandon O’Neil, and Adrien Carter. I did not know them well, but they seemed like very smart young individuals with bright futures ahead of them. 4,153 more words
(This post is part of my ongoing series ABCs of Hospital Chaplaincy.)
The sign by the door reads “Decedent Affairs.” It’s a euphemism. Nobody whose loved one is being treated in the hospital, or who is actually a patient there, wants to see the word “Morgue” as they walk down the hallway. 979 more words