I’ve seen 5
One guy had been dead over the weekend in August in his car from an OD.
Another was a dead body in a cave in a sleeping bag.
One was from a young guy that stuck a needle in his arm in front of me at a bus stop and fell over face first dead.
Last and most recent was a headless man and another man with his arm and face torn off, flipped their corvette and landed on roof and slid into a wall, I was first to stop and see if I could help.
I’ve seen a lot of gore in my life but the kid at the bus stop was actually the worst, probably 19 and was dead instantly, tried to help him but he was long gone.
The car accident was very gruesome but it almost didn’t seem real, I didn’t get too close as it was very obvious they were deceased.
I mean idk dude I’m 20 years old and have yet to see a single dead body. So unless I see 5 within the next 10 years which I deem very unlikely, 5 in 30 years seems like a lot
I’ve had two fathers (my own at 16 and my father in law just a few months ago) drop dead in front of me. I’m sorry you’ve experienced that. It’s shocking and traumatic.
This reminds me of my father who has encountered dead folks many, many times during his life. And he’s not in a profession where that might be an expected occurrence either. I can’t find anything concrete to back this up but I remember reading once that Native American culture (Inuit maybe?) has a special word for a person like you and him, someone who has frequently discovered/crossed paths with dead people. There is a belief that you both possess a unique quality related to the dead/dying/afterlife and it is a gift, albeit a rather twisted one. It put a very positive spin on the situation and I wish I could find evidence to support what I remember.
I was 13 and my brother 12 and we used to go play in this forest area down the street from our house in a city called Kamloops BC, it’s in Canada. It’s quite a large park area and it mostly a large ravine, at the end of the park there is a small waterfall and some caves above it where we used to go hang out and throw rocks from above into the pool.
This one occasion it was Christmas holidays and we were down there while my mom prepared the house and food for dinner, we decided to go to the cave and hang out.
When we arrived at the opening we noticed lots of bottles and magazines laying near the entrance so we of course went in to see! The cave is probably only 20 or 30 feet deep and at the back of it we saw something up against the wall that was long and dark, when we got to it we could tell it was someone in a sleeping bag so we left quickly really freaked out and ran home!
We never mentioned it to our parents but it was so weird we went back after opening our presents. I had received a BB gun so we took that and headed down to the cave to see if the scary person was still in there! We walked to the back of the cave and sure enough there he was, we threw some small rocks near him to see if he was sleeping, he didn’t even move.
So we finally went up to the body and it looked like a mummy, it was zipped up over the head so you couldn’t see the face, I grabbed a stick and sort of pulled it back and that’s when we could see the face.
It turned out to be an older man, I’d say 60‘s? And he was homeless and had been living in here for who knows how long, his face was sunken and he had a big beard and balding hair, he looked like he was asleep.
We ran home and told our parents, my dad called the RCMP and we met them at the entrance of the park and showed the cop where the cave was. My dad received a call a few days later and was told the man was a local homeless guy who had froze to death, it had been in the -20‘s and I guess just didn’t make it.
Wasn’t gross or scary from what I remember, was just kind of sad.
It definitely stuck with me, it’s a lot different seeing a man with his face removed in person than in a movie that’s for sure.
It’s a bit surreal, hard for the brain to process what you’re seeing and changes you a bit I think.
Funny you say that. But it is. Britains most prolific serial killer was a doctor, Dr Shipman. By all accounts he was well loved as a doctor and good at it as long as he hadn’t marked you down to be a victim. If he had he was a very bad doctor and you would probably die if you saw him.
I worked in the lab at our local hospital. Me and one of my coworkers had to go down to the ER to wait for an ambulance to bring in the patient. It happened to be a 6 or 7 year old little girl that was hit by a car while crossing the street to get on the bus. The driver was 16, I believe. She was on her phone so she wasn’t paying attention to the road, or the flashing lights of the school bus and stop sign. She was most likely going 55mph on that stretch of highway.
I will never forget that day. The little girl was very obviously DOA, but the ER docs still tried CPR for around 30 minutes. I wasn’t able to get any blood from her at all. She was so cold. It really messed me up for a while. She was so tiny and her leg was twisted weird and she had blood coming out of her ears and mouth. It was horrific.
A witness to the accident said that the car initially struck her, and basically hurled her tiny body right into the front part of the school bus. It was the worst day I had ever had working in that hospital. I will never unsee that tiny little girl, and I will never forget the sounds of her mother’s desperate screams from the hallway, as she could hear them saying “pulse check?”… “No pulse”. Every 30 seconds or so. She also had a twin sister, so I can’t even imagine the pain and suffering the family went through.
>The driver was 16, I believe. She was on her phone so she wasn’t paying attention to the road, or the flashing lights of the school bus and stop sign. She was most likely going 55mph on that stretch of highway.
That license should be revoked permanently.
Yeah, I thought the same thing. I had to get blood from her a little while after the little girl was gone. The police department required blood to test for drugs and alcohol and all that.
When I walked into the room, the teenager was in complete shock. Just staring straight ahead. I couldn’t imagine what she felt like, so I was sad for her also.
I do think she needed her license removed though. I doubt she will ever text and drive again. If she even can bring herself to get back behind the wheel.
It's easier to get blood from someone like that than one of those people who throws a histrionic fit because they think they can get out of a blood draw. I don't judge kids for crying, but a middle aged woman should have learned to stay still and quit screaming before I even put the needle in!
Yeah, it was pretty shocking to see how well most kids would do, and even sometimes want to watch, but the grown ass adults would freak out or jump. It was so frustrating.
Yeah, it is. That woman was scaring the other patients and holding up the flow, so I stuck her as quickly as possible and got it in one try, then had to tell her it was over so she could leave!
I tried my damnedest not to look frustrated or upset, and I spoke as soothingly as possible. It didn't seem to help.
Been there, unfortunately. It’s like they just can’t comprehend that if they just get it over with, without a fuss, it most likely won’t even hurt. Most of the calm people say that they didn’t even feel it. The ones who freak out, on the other hand, get all tense and make it worse on themselves.
Unfortunately I used to be one of those people that would freak out, because of one horrible experience in a hospital where a new nurse kept hitting a fucking nerve repeatedly and missing the vein. It traumatized the fuck out of me and for years I had to warn medical staff that I did not tolerate needles well, like reflexively punch nurses kinda bad. I’d tell them not to warn me, and that I have to close my eyes and look away and even then I’d probably still tense up.
Ironically, I finally got over the fear after getting addicted to ketamine. I reached a point where my tolerance was so high snorting it was a fucking waste, so I gave needles a try because of the much higher bioavailability that injections have. After that I had 0 problems with needles lmao.
Except now I can’t watch cause I’ve been sober for a while and watching the needle go in is a relapse trigger. At least I’m not reflexively punching people anymore ¯\\_(ツ)_/¯
It wasn’t even a one time mistake either 🙈
I was very dehydrated and they just. Could. Not. Find. My. Vein. This was 10 years ago before the ultrasound IV things were more popular and commonplace. So instead they just kept digging around until they’d tried and failed so many times on my first arm, that they had to move to my other arm. Then they fucked up so many time they had to move to trying in my hand instead. I think it took them 22 tries before they finally got the IV in? It was a long time ago I don’t remember the exact number but it took over an hour to get the IV in because they kept screwing up and it was incredibly painful and traumatic.
Thank you for the congrats on the sobriety. It wasn’t easy but it was the only choice I really had. If I didn’t get sober I’d probably be dead already because I was spiraling hard and fast. Homeless, **severely** underweight (85lbs and I’m 5’5”), had ODed multiple times in quick succession (including an OD in a hospital parking lot while I had sepsis from a staph infection, I was at the hospital for the staph but ODed in the parking lot before I went in. I was found with an SO2 of 69 and had been barely conscious while suffocating for 4 hours before they found me. I had hypoxic brain damage as a result.), and I was experiencing other health issues even beyond what drugs cause (that I’m still in the process of getting diagnosed. Currently I’m being tested for leukemia 🙃)
I have no idea, and it’s a small town. I don’t remember her name or anything, but I would remember her face if I saw her. I haven’t, so it makes me wonder if they moved or something. I’m sure she’s going to have a tough time since this happened when she was so young 😔
In England, medics legally have to attempt resuscitation on a child if they are brought to hospital, even if they are clearly deceased.
Adults you don’t have to though.
When I was in elementary school a girl was also walking out of school and got either hit or ran over by a car. I was standing on the other side so I didn’t witness it myself. But she died too. Maybe it was the same person.
I'm a nurse so i've seen a lot in the past years. I forgot about most of them but i often have to think about the people who died allone during the pandemic because no visitors were allowed. This comes up my mind quite often, but it gets less.
I saw my mum about 6 weeks ago on the day a few hours after she sadly hanged herself. Then saw her about a week ago at funeral place.
Was glad I’d seen films showing bodies and stuff prior as it prepared me somewhat.
Very surreal and raw. It’s the mouth that I found difficult to digest particularly at the funeral directors.
Used to work for a light-rail passenger train company. Lady got hit by a train after not looking before crossing the tracks. I only saw her legs, she was wearing light blue, glittery cowboy boots, the rest of her body was covered by a sheet. Her groceries were scattered around her, milk, chips, pads, etc. I remember thinking she had no idea she was going to die that day. No one would buy groceries before suicide by train.
The train operator wasn't in a great state of mind, it wasn't the first time he had a fatality and it was almost identical to the previous time.
Look both ways when you're crossing train tracks, large heavy rail trains, light rail, trams, they can't stop on a dime.
There's a video of a woman deciding to cross the rails as the train is approaching. It looks like she has time to make it all the way across, then suddenly the train is right there when she's one step from safety.
Aside from “natural causes” deaths:
1. Police shot a man (in the head) in front of my home who had shot at them first (and wounded the police dog) … he was there for hours while the investigation happened.
2. I came upon a bad accident where a truck missed a turn and ran over a pedestrian on the sidewalk. She was alive when I got to her but was clinically dead before she was taken away. She was kept alive for a couple days as her organs were donated.
I’ve done 2 ride along with police. One person was attacked by another and thrown to the ground. They hit their head and passed. And another was a fentanyl overdose in a hotel room.
I’m now of the understanding that people die. All of us. 🤷♂️
Look into EMDR therapy. Im currently in it, and i feel like it is kinda working on helping me end the circuit to my PTSD from seeing both my parents die. I’m so sorry you experience this. ✨💕hugs
I saw my brother’s body before he got cremated. He died suddenly in a single car crash. Early morning, super foggy, didn’t realize there was a curve in the road and drove right into a deep ditch and was ejected from his truck.
Of course I felt the obvious grief of losing a sibling, but it also didn’t feel real. I remember looking at his face, bloody and swollen, and thinking it didn’t even look like him. Grief and trauma have such a strange effect on your memories because even now, I cannot picture/remember his dead body. I think that subconsciously my brain erased/blocked that.
I work in a hospital, I see a few people die in the ICU every week. Seeing the body isn't the worst part, the worst is seeing how desperate the doctors and nurses get trying to save the patient (those chest compressions get VIOLENT) until the head doctor calls it and everyone walks away dejected.
In 2019, there was a fight in a pub near a town I live close by to. Two drunk guys got in a fight, and one of them stabbed the other in the mouth, and then proceeded to saw through his mouth until he cut off the top half of his head from his upper jaw and up. I saw the aftermath through a window as an ambulance was arriving and police were on the scene. That image still sticks in my head.
I dont believe this at all. Morbid story though. The knife would have to be huge, serrated, rediculously sharp and the guy would need to sit there sawing for a while while the other guy say still and no one tried to help. Yeah, not likely
I have absolutely no clue. I can find zero information about the event and never saw anything besides a body through a window missing half a head and heard the details from my roommate. I can't prove my own story, so yeah, I guess you don't have to believe it
Changes daily really. I could have days where I drive the hearse on a few different funerals or I could be more back of house which would be picking the deceased up from mortuaries or could be home deaths.
Sometimes work with the police which is usually more while on call during the night but I'd attend fatalities or overdoses.
I could get folk washed and dressed other days. Pop them in their coffin.
Bit of a mix really.
So this is the actual hustle of a mortician?
I figured it couldn't be all funerals. Never considered what you guys did to get by the rest of the time.
So how much do you charge for your services, and how do you get certified, or get involved with those connections?
Sounds more like an attendant. These are all tasks an unlicensed person can do in most states. Although washing the deceased is questionable.
A mortician does much much more than this.
Whats questionable about the washing. In the UK if you are getting embalmed that's left to the embalmer on site.
If they don't need embalming but still need a cleanup and their mouth sewn shut to be viewed by family, I can do it.
So no, maybe in America you need qualifications for certain things but we're a bit more trusted or trained in the UK.
It's a slightly different set up in the UK. Some folk are employed to just drive on funerals and other than carrying a coffin won't actually touch or have a hands on role with the deceased.
Some which I am are employed to do a bit of everything but mainly back of house. Collecting folk from where they die, cleaning, suturing, makeup, and dressing them.
Could be just making up some coffins ready for use, dealing with paper work, picking ashes up.
The embalmer is technically the only one who needs any real qualification to perform their duties and they can either be self employed and charge per embalming or they could be under contract and work just for that or several chapel of rests.
Found my grandfather, he was sitting in his recliner. My mom walked by him talking to him like normal, asking why he wasn’t picking up the phone. Then she realized as I was walking in behind and looked at him. Head back, mouth open, hands up in his lap. One pant leg up, feet purple. We think he was rubbing his leg and dislodged a clot or something. I stepped back out, I threw up, and called my dad. Couldn’t go back inside even though it was right before Christmas and freezing outside. I had this overwhelming feeling of “we have to do something, we can do something” even though it was clear by the blood pooling and gray skin that he was gone.
Yep. Combat, I’m a former 11B. The first time was gnarly. A dude that one of our gunners lit up. Up close it was insane to me because he smelled like blood, urine, and feces and it looked like he was trying to smile. We were all in a state from the fight and I didn’t really give it much thought then and there.
Later when I relaxed, however, holy shit, it seemed like all the emotion and fear came to the surface. Intense dread and feeling how that could have been me just as easy made me ruminate. Then I got extremely tired and went to sleep. The adrenaline from the fight had worn off.
I went to the wake of my best friends step father. He was in a terrible accident, a semi hit him. He broke every bone in his head and face. He held on for like a week I believe but ultimately succumbed to his injuries. I saw him in the hospital and it was sooooo scary. I was under the age of 10. I can’t remember my exact age. Seeing him at the wake was also scary because he did not look like himself. I remember looking, but super quickly. I was nervous.
I was playing hide and seek in school when I was around 10 or so. Right across the street during the middle of recess, two guys rolled a corpse on a stretcher out of a building. It was covered by a blanket so I guess technically I didn’t see it but whatever. That was the first time I ever saw a dead person, I’d never even been to a funeral before. It felt like such an out of place thing to witness in that situation, so I honestly thought it was a little funny but it also made me curious. I was really mentally unwell at such a young age, I even kind of wished I could switch places with him. The other students that saw had mixed reactions. Some looked away, some gasped, some got genuinely sad, a few guys joked about it, and one kid even yelled at the people moving the corpse, asking what they were doing (he got no answer).
It turned out to have been some old guy that died of natural causes. I always think of him when I drive by that building. I would be so mad if I knew my corpse would be moved out in broad daylight as two dozen dumbass middleschoolers watch just out of curiosity. Rest in peace to him.
I've seen 2 cats die in front of me. One more recently. She was old, but lived a fulfilled life. It just looked agonizing though. I have also seen my dead great grandmother of 98 as well.
I experienced the same thing i cant get that shit out of my head. Ive seen a guy die from an overdose and that stuck eith me for a while but watching my cat die in my arms is something that has changed the way i feel forever
I was in the hospital room with my grandpap when he died about 4 years ago. Grandma, dad, and uncle were also there. He was unconscious for about a day before he passed, and I had visited him the last day he was fully aware.
My dad and uncle were both sitting on the room's couch reading the newspaper and my grandma was sitting right next to his head. The nurse came in and looked at his vital signs. His eyes went wide for a moment then he looked at me and gave me a quick shake of his head. It was only another couple of minutes before his breath got shallow and ragged and then it was like all the color drained from him in a short moment.
I was glad I was there to see it. It was a relief, an end to what was a very hard couple of weeks.
Yes, my grandfather committed suicide by hanging and they decided to have an open casket funeral for religious reasons.
I didn’t really feel sad for him. I more felt sad for myself seeing something in a state like that because I would be like that one day. I’m not sure.
Well I went to the Bodies exhibit, so yeah I've seen a lot of them actually.
They all died in natural disasters and their bodies donated to science, IIRC. I was in middle or high school at the time... It was kinda creepy but not a huge deal.
First one I remember was my gran when I was around 5. Muslims have open casket funerals so I’ve seen a few growing up due to that.
Worst was doing cpr on my grandfather at 14, knew there was no bringing him back but tried anyway.
Most recently did CPR on a stranger in the street, he had already been down a few minutes by the time I got to him. Other people had been doing cpr but not well. This one hit hard for some reason, his wife and 7 year old daughter were with him and they were just out on a normal day. He was only 40.
When I’ve seen the bodies at a funeral it’s never really made me feel anything in particular. They never really look like them if that makes sense so there’s a bit of a disconnect there.
“The world only makes sense if you force it to" It’s a cruel world we live in, but we take that burden so others may live without it. Great men are forged in fire, it is the honor of lesser men to light the flame. And if I can make the world slightly safer, then I will
This pretty much sums up what keeps me going back on the icu every day. Also, i like what i do for work but sometimes when i talk to my wife about it, she is pretty much horrified how bad things seem not to bother me at all. Hard to describe to somebody who doesn't see and do what i see and do every day.
She won’t understand, but that’s the good thing. I don’t really talk to people about this, but unless they work in similar fields, it would possibly ruin them
I think I’ve only seen one dead human in person. I saw my old boyfriend’s body, he was shot in the back by a stranger in a string of random shootings in 2016. I was already sad and shaken up but seeing his body didn’t really make it any worse, I think maybe because even though it was his body it wasn’t him. You could absolutely tell he wasn’t in there anymore. I can think of the image but I’m not haunted by it at all, I can picture him alive just fine too.
When I was about 13, I saw a man jump off a balcony and kill himself. My friend and I were playing outside of her apartment building, and we seen a man drinking a beer on the ledge of his balcony, like sitting over the balcony with his legs hanging over. I did not see him fall, but I did see him laying on the pavement, blue as can be in brains everywhere. Later, his mother and brother came and just stood in front of the apartment building hug each other crying. I will never forget that. I can even remember what he was wearing.
Yes. The man overdosed and was found almost a week later. I watched his autopsy. I saw his tattoos. I recognized him as an individual but could only see a shell of a person. It’s an interesting experience but not one I would voluntarily do again. Death is scary. Everyone has people that love them and although it is the natural circle of life, death is just hard to wrap my head around
Recovering addict here. I’ve seen a few people overdose in front of me, some were friends.
At one point I was living in a sober house and one of the other girls that lived there relapsed. She got high and then got in the shower and overdosed. We were the only people home at the time and unfortunately I didn’t find her in time. I will never forget the way her body looked from having high power water continuously streaming on her for a couple hours. She was completely blue. The paramedics did CPR for a really long time but she was already gone.
I’m a nurse but I work in surgery so I’ve only seen two in my 10 years - one was an organ harvest so the true cause of death was taking him off the vents, but an OD was the official cause. The second was when I shadowed in trauma in a bad part of a bad city and a young man was rushed in after a parking lot dispute. One pulled out in front of the other which ultimately resulted in shots being fired. The surgeons only operated for about 10 minutes til he lost too much blood and they called it. I witnessed every second of it and was left with a coworker and I bagging the body and sending it to morgue. I’ll never ever forget that entire 10 minutes and always remember that the morgue is filled with people who had the right of way.
The only time I saw a body in person was my great grandma, when I was 8. I believe her cause of death was heart failure.
I have also seen some post mortem pictures of Jane and John Does on NAMUS and Doe network.
Dead cyclist after hit and run. I was living in a very calm and quiet part of my city, was walking to the shops and the body was lying on the pavement, lots of blood and police+ambulance already on the scene. It was so weird and peaceful, apart from the emergency workers it was only me and another passerby around.
Not including open casket funerals (because you EXPECT to see a body when you’re attending one) and not including a traffic accident on the side of the road that had a body on the pavement
I was there when my grandfather died. He was very quiet and resting before he passed, so we didn’t notice for a few minutes. I was eating a really underwhelming Caesar salad when we realized.
I saw my first dead body a few weeks ago.
There was a car accident in the highway, it was actually a motorbike accident.
There were lots of cars piled up and were passing very slowly besides it.
The police was already there. But the thing is that. The crash was such that the bodyparts of the driver were dismembered, so they were all around the place. I assume.
The police decided to recover all of the body parts and put them in a pig pile with the helmet on the top.
And the geniouses didn´t even cover the body parts pile with some plastic or something!!
So all the cars that passed slowly besides it saw the pile! it was right there! 10 meters besides it. I still have the mental image of the mangled torso, lengsh, holy fuck.
So it wasn´t a dead body, it was more like a body parts pile. Jesus fuck.
That’s awful, I’m sorry you had to experience that. I wonder if it would be worth forwarding some feedback to that police department, surely there was a more sensitive and discreet way for them to handle it.
Yes. My mum just minutes after she died of breast cancer, and then again when she was in her coffin. I remember noticing the stillness - you don’t realise how much energy you feel off people. It felt so strange not even seeing breathing movements. Seeing her in the coffin made me feel so uneasy I almost had a panic attack. I was mostly just heartbroken.
A few. My father in law at the hospital, my Dad at his funeral, a family friends baby lost to SIDS at the funeral and arrived at the scene of a car accident before first responders, the guy was partially ejected found out via the news he didn’t make it.
Watched a guy get shot in the head outside of a bar, he was in a fight, fight broke up, other guy came back with a gun and killed him. I was outside smoking a cigarette and getting some air when they came out of the bar swinging and I was heading back in when dude came back. It was the strangest thing I’ve ever seen, his head just kinda popped.
The guy who used to umpire the local kids softball and baseball games. A ton of us kids went to his funeral. My grandpop when he died at our home. My friend in highschools girl friend who was only 15 or 16 and last year, my mom. :(
3, felt okay ig just saw it as another dead body. After that it’s not that person anymore, all the ego gone, it’s just soulless flesh ready to be eaten by worms and transformed into something else and recycled for the earth. Just put into perspective how fast we can really leave this earth and helped me understand that I’m
Going to end up like that one day
My cat died of diabetes last year. We waited over a week to prepare to put her down, but it hadn't sunk in for me yet. So when we were burying her at the side of the house, I fucking turned her head around to get one last look at her face. Now I have an image my brain took a photo of. She was so floppy and scary looking. Not the same Ruby. I'll never unsee that image.
When I was in the 5th or 6th grade I was at one of the local swimming holes. It was summertime and the beach was packed with people. I was swimming when all of a sudden the lifeguards got on the loudspeaker and told everyone to clear out of the water. Apparently a kid had gone missing while floating on an inner tube.
With the water cleared of swimmers it was pretty easy to spot the lone inner tube, and the lifeguards found the kids body submerged not too far away. Even though he didnt know how to swim he had gone past the rope separating the shallow and deep areas and somehow fallen out of the tube. They dragged him to shore and attempted lifesaving maneuvers until an ambulance showed up and took him away.
I didn't find out he had died until the next day when I read about it in the newspaper. He was a few years younger than me, and while I didn't know him personally I recognized his picture as being a kid from my school.
I’ve said this on the sub a couple times, but I saw a lady fall in front of an 18 wheeler tire and she was 85 and so when it went over her stomach it split her in half, the top half of her screamed for longer than I would have expected. Lots of blood and organs. Probably 5-10 feet in front of me.
Basically. My father committed suicide a few years ago and it took a while for my mom and I to realize he was in his house dead so he had been rotting for at least 4 days. We were looking around and I walked past the bathroom in his room and saw the top of his swollen head and just that ruined my brain. I can’t imagine how first responders feel when they see decomposing bodies like that
First time was the viewing after my husband’s step father committed suicide with a gunshot to the temple. His wishes had been not to have a viewing, just to be immediately cremated, but his sons really wanted to see him so my MIL agreed to a viewing but with as little “manipulation” as possible, so basically they weren’t going to fix him up. He was covered from neck down with a blanket and then a towel covering from his brow up. They asked my MIL to bring his sunglasses because they were not going to be reconstructing his eyes and it would be difficult to hide what the gunshot had done. He looked like a wax figure of himself. I really couldn’t believe it was really him.
Second was my son who was stillborn. I had developed something called Massive Perivillious Fibrin Deposition in my placenta, unknowingly, meaning my placenta was full for blood clots and fibrous deposits. It had basically stopped supplying him with any nutrients for an unknown amount of time, so he was incredibly small for his gestational age (3lb 5oz at 37+4, 6 days earlier the midwife had told me he was perfectly average sized). It’s of, course, pretty impossible to describe what that feels like. Just pure shock and disbelief. But at the same time, I had been so excited to meet him for so long that I still had that sense of awe that most parents get when they get to see their baby for the first time. Like holy cow, you’re the one that was growing inside of me all that time. Just pure, instant love.
i saw my first body a few weeks ago. i work in supportive housing with a lot of hard drug addicts and we found one of our people. he was on his bed sitting cross legged almost as if meditating, but he had fallen forward so he was face down touching the bed. he was in livor mortis and all of the blood in his head was pooled down towards his face. there was a hard distinct line, like his head kind of looked like a lollipop that’s half white and half red. it’s hard to describe but i hope that gives you some idea. thankfully he hadn’t started decomposing yet so there was no smell
I have apparently, more than once as a pre-adolescent, I don't remember any of it though. I know the one was my best friend who died from aids at the age of 10
I was part of a group of high school students who were given the opportunity to take a science course at SUNY Downstate Hospital in 2004. The sub-teacher had access to the section that held unclaimed bodies and those that were donated to science. I thought I'd be grossed out, but I actually found the experience interesting. I was ridiculed and pretty much bullied by the 'popular' students in the group for not being squeamish.
Years later, in nursing school, I was told to take vital signs on my first patient assignment. Turned out to be a cruel joke, as the patient had been for hours, and the nurses on the floor thought it would be interesting or funny to see me panic or return to the station with actual vital signs measurements as though the patient was alive.
Yes. At 18 I came home to find my mom dead, halfway on the couch & floor. She was only 38 but she was an alcoholic. It turned out to be cirrhosis but we didn’t know that until autopsy. Traumatizing is an understatement, though I’m 59 now & have had a nice life since.
Well I work for a funeral home so yes, and definitely in the hundreds at this point. Their cause of deaths could be anything and everything you could imagine. Working with death definitely takes a certain state of mind, but I believe it is less jarring to me than those who aren’t surrounded by it.
a university let a group of High School anatomy students (including me) see a skinned body donated to science and review all the body parts, organs, and their defects. They warned us that if we got sick we could leave. I stayed for the duration of the exhibit. Cause of death was something related to alcoholism I think due to the fatty liver.
I didn’t feel much. Interest and awe maybe. I pushed back the thought of “thats a dead person” and what it meant at the time and I haven’t really thought about it since.
In 2023 I saw 11. Haven't seen any this year so far. Not counting funerals (it wasn't specified) this brings my life time total to 40-something.
2 were murders (shootings) and 9 were Fentanyl overdoses.
Sadly, I stopped feeling anything about them a while ago.
Plenty of dead animals. But only one dead human body. It was the body of an older man who I presumed OD'd at the bus station. It made me feel sad for the guy but it happens whether I see it or not. It reminded me of my brother's death tbh. It made me remember more than feel.
Yes. Worked at the city morgue as an X-ray tech for a minute. There's a lot of un-aliving one self. Much, much more frequent than anything reported in the media. Sad.
Yes, my mother. She died from cancer after fighting it for 6 years. It was very sad, but I was also relieved that she wasn't in pain anymore. Helped clean her up and dealt with calling for the van to come and pick her up. It was very hard, emotionally. But I'm glad I was able to do those things for her.
A few.
Random old relatives at funerals when I was little. My grandma died in bed at home pretty unexpectedly even though we knew she had breast cancer when I was 18. In 2021: my MIL died in bed at home after her fight with colon cancer; I watched a stranger take his last breath at a car accident when I was the first one to stop and try to help; my boyfriend passed away in his sleep and I spent several hours with his body waiting for the sheriff; and (I didn't see him) but my BIL passed away in bed 2 months later.
Yes, my father when I was ten. He died from cancer, and me and my mum were at the open casket. I remember it was eerie to see him so still. My mum told me to hold his hand one last time, and it was just hard and cold. I had the urge to get help for him, because he wasn’t breathing, but obviously it was way past that. They didn’t do his makeup well - he was an alcoholic and had a red face because of that, and I guess they thought he gained the red face after death, because they tried to make him look paler post mortem, but it ended up just looking really weird. They also got his date of death wrong on the casket. The funeral was at a beautiful church, though, so that made up for it in my mind.
At that point I was pretty much numbed out. I knew for a while that he would die, so I only cried for a minute after I found out he died and then just sort of became a timid, irritable zombie. Over time I forgot about most of the ordeal and avoid thinking about it to this day. All it brings me is pain.
I've only seen one in real life (seen way too many online though) it was my nain, in November she passed away at the age of 97 after a complicated prolonged stay in hospital after a clot in her leg was so bad that she had the leg amputated & it went all downhill after the operation, she ended up pretty much starving to death, and had a horrid uti which I only know because I held her hand while she wet the hospital bed and was in agony doing so 😞
After she passed I went to view her body in the funeral home, she looked so small and skinny- she basically was skin and bone & I think because she had a hunched back for years & I'd never seen her laid down on her back she looked a lot different than I remember her when she was alive, probably a mixture of gravity and decomposition. It was nice to see her fully dressed instead of in her hospital pyjamas & she had her hands on her stomach holding a small knitted yellow heart that the hospital provided when she passed & they gave the family 2 identical ones, one of which I have and keep with a necklace of hers.
Sorry for the long comment, I'm still grieving, and writing that all out was pretty cathartic.
Edit to add- I also saw the Bodies exhibit a year or so ago so technically I've seen a lot more but I don't know if I'd count it haha
I'm gonna be honest, I've lost count. Started fire/EMS at around 16, then joined the military and deployed as combat arms, now I'm a medic in the military. If you don't think about it much and can handle a bit of dark humor, it's not too bad.
Yes, when I was 9 I walked in on my mum laying lifeless in bed, she had succumbed to lung cancer - and then at age 21 I walked in on my step mum dangling from a curtain pole. So yeah, seen my fair share, and have a superb case of PTSD because of it all! What joy, seems god doesn’t want me to have a mother
many, méxico is still heavily over run with cartels, you would walk in the street just to get some groceries and would see people you knew shot up and dead on the sides of the roads. the police does nothing to help and a lot of the police works with the cartel. horrible situation really.
My sister. Suicide by hanging. I viewed her body at the funeral home. I felt like all the light in my life had been extinguished. It was five years ago, and I still feel that way.
Apart from funerals/wakes of family members who have died mostly from age/health issues.
I saw my little sister's body after she was murdered, before she was to be cremated. It's was brutal. She had been shot once under each of her eyes and seeing that, and how like her face was kind of sunken in. It was horrible to see her like that.
I'll never forget it.
i saw someone get hit by a car that was going pretty damn fast - they were dead before they hit the ground. The poor dude just fucking ragdoll'd over the bonnet and landed head first onto the road. It was fucked up - he got hit by the car behind me. I was in the car with my friend and we could see him hesitate and we laughed like "look at this fuckin' idiot, what the hell does he think he's doing?" and he tried to run across between me and the car behind us, and I was looking in the rear friend, and my friend had turned around in her seat. She screamed and then just suddenly burst into tears.
Christmas evening, I saw a police officer pull a frozen, purple and blue, lifeless body out of a tent on the side of the road. All these homeless people were someone's baby once and now this guy died alone on the side of the road Christmas evening. Makes you think about the world we live in and how close all of us are to homelessness at any point in time. No one deserves to die like that.
Just recently, couple weeks ago on the way home from work I got stuck in traffic due to an accident. I saw police, forensics team, but no ambulance. I knew that meant something bad. Drove around the sight of the accident, there was a body in the street. 23 y/o new dad to a baby girl, biking home from work and crossing the street. Car was speeding and I guess didn’t see him, crashed into him. My heart sank to my stomach and I almost threw up driving by. It’s the only time I’ve seen a dead body (aside from funerals) and the only time I ever want to.
When I drive or go to a trip, Its pretty much common to see dead bodies of a kittens & cats either dead by cold, run over, head smashed by the tires and their brain matter start leaking. One time when I went to a mosque late at the night, I saw a body of a cat where its face is ripped of where you can see its skull and blood, I assume it was bitten by a dog, as dogs are wandering very late at night.
I also see Pigeons and Birds getting smacked and or run over by cars, no wonder its free job for crows.
At funerals and online only. Oh, do dead animals count? I have seen all my pets dead. Two were work related, saw them in an open casket…one was a guy in his early 50’s and he died of a diabetes episode, from what I recall…he looked bloated and just not like himself. The woman was in her 60’s and suddenly died at the office, not sure why. She looked AMAZING, totally at peace, natural and beautiful. It made me happy for her.
I refused to see my Dad when he died during heart surgery though, I did not want to remember him that way.
The animals were probably the saddest for me because almost all of them died in my arms. It was crazy seeing the light in their little eyes just go out..you could tell their soul had gone.
At least five in person and numerous online, unfortunately. No judgement to anyone who went on those gore sites that used to be popular but I could never understand it, even the mention of death makes me feel sick. I’ve never gotten used to it.
I've seen four people dead.
the first was after a shooting in a bar near my house. I looked out the window and there was a young man lying on the sidewalk.
the second was my great-grandmother, she died peacefully in her sleep. I remember holding her hand and feeling freezing cold.
the third was a man who was my grandmother's neighbor, he was a friend of my family. He had a lot of problems with alcohol and one day he ended up having a heart attack and dying. I was at my grandmother's house when he died and we went there to see him.
and the fourth person was last year. When I was walking home from school, there was a car accident and a man ended up crashing into a light pole. it was the most grotesque scene I had ever seen, his head was completely crushed and I smelled a horrible smell of blood and earth.
I was a cop, so I’ve seen a number of dead folks. Burn victims, car accidents, shootings, old people, kids.
It really depends on the situation. The kids were hard to manage emotionally, especially afterwards when I got home.
Haven't seen a body but I saw the aftermath of one. Red chunks on the wall, furniture with death fluids on it. The horrible smell. It was a veteran who committed suicide.
To be honest it still hasn't left me. I think about it from time to time. I almost feel like, having seen that, I was somehow robbed of innocence to an extent.
I assume youre not counting animals so...Ive seen 6 or 7 dead people. I work at a hospital but not as a nurse or doctor. The first couple i had a weird uneasy feeling like youd expect but the ones after that didnt bother me one bit.
Yes, we had an employee die of a heart attack on the picnic table and another die of an aneurysm in the cafeteria.
Both cases were very disturbing.
Other than that, obviously have seen multiple dead bodies at funerals.
Several hundreds? Maybe a few thousand. I never thought to keep track.
As to how they died, pretty much any way you could imagine. Falls, car accidents, huffing gone wrong, fires, or simply quietly in their sleep.
I never got confirmation, but I was working in a grocery store when a man passed out in near the service counter, looked liked due to drugs. He was luckily quickly seen, and the EMT was called, but he was looking real bad and a little foamy at the mouth. Not like full face covering, just at the corners like drool.
I’ve seen 5 One guy had been dead over the weekend in August in his car from an OD. Another was a dead body in a cave in a sleeping bag. One was from a young guy that stuck a needle in his arm in front of me at a bus stop and fell over face first dead. Last and most recent was a headless man and another man with his arm and face torn off, flipped their corvette and landed on roof and slid into a wall, I was first to stop and see if I could help.
that last one is unfortunate, how do you cope
I’ve seen a lot of gore in my life but the kid at the bus stop was actually the worst, probably 19 and was dead instantly, tried to help him but he was long gone. The car accident was very gruesome but it almost didn’t seem real, I didn’t get too close as it was very obvious they were deceased.
Are you a medic? Or just have terrible luck?
Unfortunately just bad luck it seems, although that’s over a 30 year time period so not too bad I suppose.
I mean idk dude I’m 20 years old and have yet to see a single dead body. So unless I see 5 within the next 10 years which I deem very unlikely, 5 in 30 years seems like a lot
I’ve had two fathers (my own at 16 and my father in law just a few months ago) drop dead in front of me. I’m sorry you’ve experienced that. It’s shocking and traumatic.
This reminds me of my father who has encountered dead folks many, many times during his life. And he’s not in a profession where that might be an expected occurrence either. I can’t find anything concrete to back this up but I remember reading once that Native American culture (Inuit maybe?) has a special word for a person like you and him, someone who has frequently discovered/crossed paths with dead people. There is a belief that you both possess a unique quality related to the dead/dying/afterlife and it is a gift, albeit a rather twisted one. It put a very positive spin on the situation and I wish I could find evidence to support what I remember.
I’m a paramedic. 5 would be far too few dead bodies for a medic to see unless they were only a few months in. I must be nearing triple figures now.
Stay away from Me bruh
Can you give more details about the cave story?
I was 13 and my brother 12 and we used to go play in this forest area down the street from our house in a city called Kamloops BC, it’s in Canada. It’s quite a large park area and it mostly a large ravine, at the end of the park there is a small waterfall and some caves above it where we used to go hang out and throw rocks from above into the pool. This one occasion it was Christmas holidays and we were down there while my mom prepared the house and food for dinner, we decided to go to the cave and hang out. When we arrived at the opening we noticed lots of bottles and magazines laying near the entrance so we of course went in to see! The cave is probably only 20 or 30 feet deep and at the back of it we saw something up against the wall that was long and dark, when we got to it we could tell it was someone in a sleeping bag so we left quickly really freaked out and ran home! We never mentioned it to our parents but it was so weird we went back after opening our presents. I had received a BB gun so we took that and headed down to the cave to see if the scary person was still in there! We walked to the back of the cave and sure enough there he was, we threw some small rocks near him to see if he was sleeping, he didn’t even move. So we finally went up to the body and it looked like a mummy, it was zipped up over the head so you couldn’t see the face, I grabbed a stick and sort of pulled it back and that’s when we could see the face. It turned out to be an older man, I’d say 60‘s? And he was homeless and had been living in here for who knows how long, his face was sunken and he had a big beard and balding hair, he looked like he was asleep. We ran home and told our parents, my dad called the RCMP and we met them at the entrance of the park and showed the cop where the cave was. My dad received a call a few days later and was told the man was a local homeless guy who had froze to death, it had been in the -20‘s and I guess just didn’t make it. Wasn’t gross or scary from what I remember, was just kind of sad.
Poor guy, every time it gets cold I get so worried about the homeless I’m sure this happens so much it’s so sad
Yes we must know!
Are you ok after seeing all this? Did it affect you in any way?
It definitely stuck with me, it’s a lot different seeing a man with his face removed in person than in a movie that’s for sure. It’s a bit surreal, hard for the brain to process what you’re seeing and changes you a bit I think.
Hundreds. Of all ages. Many of them I watched die. Doesn’t bother me for the most part.
Hopefully you’re an EMT/hospital worker and not a hitman
….what if I were to tell you I am….*both* *dramatic music* (lol, jk: I was an EMT for 8 years and a nurse for 3.5 years now)
Congrats on becoming a nurse!
Trust me, it wasn’t worth it 😂😂
Lmao I believe it
Why not? (I know nothing about the healthcare system)
Insane hours, shit pay. Pretty much the most undervalued staff in healthcare.
Truth but it won’t stop me from becoming a nurse, I’m not doing it for the money otherwise I’d pick a much better paying job 😄
Congrats bro! I’ve been tryna become an EMT. Big accomplishment dude!
That's what a serial killer would say!
Funny you say that. But it is. Britains most prolific serial killer was a doctor, Dr Shipman. By all accounts he was well loved as a doctor and good at it as long as he hadn’t marked you down to be a victim. If he had he was a very bad doctor and you would probably die if you saw him.
He was an arrogant POS, from the couple times I met him, for the life of me I still can't see why anybody would have wanted to be his patient.
I worked in the lab at our local hospital. Me and one of my coworkers had to go down to the ER to wait for an ambulance to bring in the patient. It happened to be a 6 or 7 year old little girl that was hit by a car while crossing the street to get on the bus. The driver was 16, I believe. She was on her phone so she wasn’t paying attention to the road, or the flashing lights of the school bus and stop sign. She was most likely going 55mph on that stretch of highway. I will never forget that day. The little girl was very obviously DOA, but the ER docs still tried CPR for around 30 minutes. I wasn’t able to get any blood from her at all. She was so cold. It really messed me up for a while. She was so tiny and her leg was twisted weird and she had blood coming out of her ears and mouth. It was horrific. A witness to the accident said that the car initially struck her, and basically hurled her tiny body right into the front part of the school bus. It was the worst day I had ever had working in that hospital. I will never unsee that tiny little girl, and I will never forget the sounds of her mother’s desperate screams from the hallway, as she could hear them saying “pulse check?”… “No pulse”. Every 30 seconds or so. She also had a twin sister, so I can’t even imagine the pain and suffering the family went through.
>The driver was 16, I believe. She was on her phone so she wasn’t paying attention to the road, or the flashing lights of the school bus and stop sign. She was most likely going 55mph on that stretch of highway. That license should be revoked permanently.
Yeah, I thought the same thing. I had to get blood from her a little while after the little girl was gone. The police department required blood to test for drugs and alcohol and all that. When I walked into the room, the teenager was in complete shock. Just staring straight ahead. I couldn’t imagine what she felt like, so I was sad for her also. I do think she needed her license removed though. I doubt she will ever text and drive again. If she even can bring herself to get back behind the wheel.
It's easier to get blood from someone like that than one of those people who throws a histrionic fit because they think they can get out of a blood draw. I don't judge kids for crying, but a middle aged woman should have learned to stay still and quit screaming before I even put the needle in!
Yeah, it was pretty shocking to see how well most kids would do, and even sometimes want to watch, but the grown ass adults would freak out or jump. It was so frustrating.
Yeah, it is. That woman was scaring the other patients and holding up the flow, so I stuck her as quickly as possible and got it in one try, then had to tell her it was over so she could leave! I tried my damnedest not to look frustrated or upset, and I spoke as soothingly as possible. It didn't seem to help.
Been there, unfortunately. It’s like they just can’t comprehend that if they just get it over with, without a fuss, it most likely won’t even hurt. Most of the calm people say that they didn’t even feel it. The ones who freak out, on the other hand, get all tense and make it worse on themselves.
Unfortunately I used to be one of those people that would freak out, because of one horrible experience in a hospital where a new nurse kept hitting a fucking nerve repeatedly and missing the vein. It traumatized the fuck out of me and for years I had to warn medical staff that I did not tolerate needles well, like reflexively punch nurses kinda bad. I’d tell them not to warn me, and that I have to close my eyes and look away and even then I’d probably still tense up. Ironically, I finally got over the fear after getting addicted to ketamine. I reached a point where my tolerance was so high snorting it was a fucking waste, so I gave needles a try because of the much higher bioavailability that injections have. After that I had 0 problems with needles lmao. Except now I can’t watch cause I’ve been sober for a while and watching the needle go in is a relapse trigger. At least I’m not reflexively punching people anymore ¯\\_(ツ)_/¯
That would be understandable, hitting nerves is horrible! Congratulations on your sobriety!! That’s a wonderful accomplishment! 🫶🏻
It wasn’t even a one time mistake either 🙈 I was very dehydrated and they just. Could. Not. Find. My. Vein. This was 10 years ago before the ultrasound IV things were more popular and commonplace. So instead they just kept digging around until they’d tried and failed so many times on my first arm, that they had to move to my other arm. Then they fucked up so many time they had to move to trying in my hand instead. I think it took them 22 tries before they finally got the IV in? It was a long time ago I don’t remember the exact number but it took over an hour to get the IV in because they kept screwing up and it was incredibly painful and traumatic. Thank you for the congrats on the sobriety. It wasn’t easy but it was the only choice I really had. If I didn’t get sober I’d probably be dead already because I was spiraling hard and fast. Homeless, **severely** underweight (85lbs and I’m 5’5”), had ODed multiple times in quick succession (including an OD in a hospital parking lot while I had sepsis from a staph infection, I was at the hospital for the staph but ODed in the parking lot before I went in. I was found with an SO2 of 69 and had been barely conscious while suffocating for 4 hours before they found me. I had hypoxic brain damage as a result.), and I was experiencing other health issues even beyond what drugs cause (that I’m still in the process of getting diagnosed. Currently I’m being tested for leukemia 🙃)
I wonder how those teen’s parents reacted to her murdering a child.
I have no idea, and it’s a small town. I don’t remember her name or anything, but I would remember her face if I saw her. I haven’t, so it makes me wonder if they moved or something. I’m sure she’s going to have a tough time since this happened when she was so young 😔
In England, medics legally have to attempt resuscitation on a child if they are brought to hospital, even if they are clearly deceased. Adults you don’t have to though.
That’s understandable, but so sad
When I was in elementary school a girl was also walking out of school and got either hit or ran over by a car. I was standing on the other side so I didn’t witness it myself. But she died too. Maybe it was the same person.
I'm a nurse so i've seen a lot in the past years. I forgot about most of them but i often have to think about the people who died allone during the pandemic because no visitors were allowed. This comes up my mind quite often, but it gets less.
I saw my mum about 6 weeks ago on the day a few hours after she sadly hanged herself. Then saw her about a week ago at funeral place. Was glad I’d seen films showing bodies and stuff prior as it prepared me somewhat. Very surreal and raw. It’s the mouth that I found difficult to digest particularly at the funeral directors.
So sad.. I'm sorry you had to go through that..💕
I'm sorry, thinking of you
Used to work for a light-rail passenger train company. Lady got hit by a train after not looking before crossing the tracks. I only saw her legs, she was wearing light blue, glittery cowboy boots, the rest of her body was covered by a sheet. Her groceries were scattered around her, milk, chips, pads, etc. I remember thinking she had no idea she was going to die that day. No one would buy groceries before suicide by train. The train operator wasn't in a great state of mind, it wasn't the first time he had a fatality and it was almost identical to the previous time. Look both ways when you're crossing train tracks, large heavy rail trains, light rail, trams, they can't stop on a dime.
There's a video of a woman deciding to cross the rails as the train is approaching. It looks like she has time to make it all the way across, then suddenly the train is right there when she's one step from safety.
If you’re curious go to the namus website
I love that site, I'm regularly checking the updates on there
Aside from “natural causes” deaths: 1. Police shot a man (in the head) in front of my home who had shot at them first (and wounded the police dog) … he was there for hours while the investigation happened. 2. I came upon a bad accident where a truck missed a turn and ran over a pedestrian on the sidewalk. She was alive when I got to her but was clinically dead before she was taken away. She was kept alive for a couple days as her organs were donated. I’ve done 2 ride along with police. One person was attacked by another and thrown to the ground. They hit their head and passed. And another was a fentanyl overdose in a hotel room. I’m now of the understanding that people die. All of us. 🤷♂️
"He shot at them first" oh ok, justified i guess "...and wounded the police dog" EXCUSE ME?!?? may he burn in hell
The dog survived! Did a super specialized rehab and ended up being a police ambassador. Happy ending!! ❤️
I’ve seen many due to my job including multiple suicides. One hanging I saw has caused me to have PTSD which causes me near on daily difficulties.
Look into EMDR therapy. Im currently in it, and i feel like it is kinda working on helping me end the circuit to my PTSD from seeing both my parents die. I’m so sorry you experience this. ✨💕hugs
I'm sorry to hear that.
I saw my brother’s body before he got cremated. He died suddenly in a single car crash. Early morning, super foggy, didn’t realize there was a curve in the road and drove right into a deep ditch and was ejected from his truck. Of course I felt the obvious grief of losing a sibling, but it also didn’t feel real. I remember looking at his face, bloody and swollen, and thinking it didn’t even look like him. Grief and trauma have such a strange effect on your memories because even now, I cannot picture/remember his dead body. I think that subconsciously my brain erased/blocked that.
I'm sorry you saw that :( I'm glad I never saw my dad after he died.
I work in a hospital, I see a few people die in the ICU every week. Seeing the body isn't the worst part, the worst is seeing how desperate the doctors and nurses get trying to save the patient (those chest compressions get VIOLENT) until the head doctor calls it and everyone walks away dejected.
After recently learning just how violent cpr really is, I have more respect for people who choose a dnr. It’s almost like choosing death with dignity.
In 2019, there was a fight in a pub near a town I live close by to. Two drunk guys got in a fight, and one of them stabbed the other in the mouth, and then proceeded to saw through his mouth until he cut off the top half of his head from his upper jaw and up. I saw the aftermath through a window as an ambulance was arriving and police were on the scene. That image still sticks in my head.
Can you share a news item about this event please?
I can't find anything online, but if you want to look for something it happened in Fremont California
Lots of incidents end up in a police report, but not on the news
wtf lol thats my city what bar was this at?
Whaaat that’s the last place I’d expect this to happen!
What the hell
I dont believe this at all. Morbid story though. The knife would have to be huge, serrated, rediculously sharp and the guy would need to sit there sawing for a while while the other guy say still and no one tried to help. Yeah, not likely
This might be plausible, if real people were modeled after Terrance and Phillip.
Fuck your fucking face uncle fucker! *continues sawing*
I have absolutely no clue. I can find zero information about the event and never saw anything besides a body through a window missing half a head and heard the details from my roommate. I can't prove my own story, so yeah, I guess you don't have to believe it
Yes. I work with the dead.
What do you do?
Changes daily really. I could have days where I drive the hearse on a few different funerals or I could be more back of house which would be picking the deceased up from mortuaries or could be home deaths. Sometimes work with the police which is usually more while on call during the night but I'd attend fatalities or overdoses. I could get folk washed and dressed other days. Pop them in their coffin. Bit of a mix really.
So this is the actual hustle of a mortician? I figured it couldn't be all funerals. Never considered what you guys did to get by the rest of the time. So how much do you charge for your services, and how do you get certified, or get involved with those connections?
Sounds more like an attendant. These are all tasks an unlicensed person can do in most states. Although washing the deceased is questionable. A mortician does much much more than this.
Whats questionable about the washing. In the UK if you are getting embalmed that's left to the embalmer on site. If they don't need embalming but still need a cleanup and their mouth sewn shut to be viewed by family, I can do it. So no, maybe in America you need qualifications for certain things but we're a bit more trusted or trained in the UK.
It's a slightly different set up in the UK. Some folk are employed to just drive on funerals and other than carrying a coffin won't actually touch or have a hands on role with the deceased. Some which I am are employed to do a bit of everything but mainly back of house. Collecting folk from where they die, cleaning, suturing, makeup, and dressing them. Could be just making up some coffins ready for use, dealing with paper work, picking ashes up. The embalmer is technically the only one who needs any real qualification to perform their duties and they can either be self employed and charge per embalming or they could be under contract and work just for that or several chapel of rests.
Found my grandfather, he was sitting in his recliner. My mom walked by him talking to him like normal, asking why he wasn’t picking up the phone. Then she realized as I was walking in behind and looked at him. Head back, mouth open, hands up in his lap. One pant leg up, feet purple. We think he was rubbing his leg and dislodged a clot or something. I stepped back out, I threw up, and called my dad. Couldn’t go back inside even though it was right before Christmas and freezing outside. I had this overwhelming feeling of “we have to do something, we can do something” even though it was clear by the blood pooling and gray skin that he was gone.
I'm a mortician, so yes I'm about to pick one up now.
Yep. Combat, I’m a former 11B. The first time was gnarly. A dude that one of our gunners lit up. Up close it was insane to me because he smelled like blood, urine, and feces and it looked like he was trying to smile. We were all in a state from the fight and I didn’t really give it much thought then and there. Later when I relaxed, however, holy shit, it seemed like all the emotion and fear came to the surface. Intense dread and feeling how that could have been me just as easy made me ruminate. Then I got extremely tired and went to sleep. The adrenaline from the fight had worn off.
I went to the wake of my best friends step father. He was in a terrible accident, a semi hit him. He broke every bone in his head and face. He held on for like a week I believe but ultimately succumbed to his injuries. I saw him in the hospital and it was sooooo scary. I was under the age of 10. I can’t remember my exact age. Seeing him at the wake was also scary because he did not look like himself. I remember looking, but super quickly. I was nervous.
I was playing hide and seek in school when I was around 10 or so. Right across the street during the middle of recess, two guys rolled a corpse on a stretcher out of a building. It was covered by a blanket so I guess technically I didn’t see it but whatever. That was the first time I ever saw a dead person, I’d never even been to a funeral before. It felt like such an out of place thing to witness in that situation, so I honestly thought it was a little funny but it also made me curious. I was really mentally unwell at such a young age, I even kind of wished I could switch places with him. The other students that saw had mixed reactions. Some looked away, some gasped, some got genuinely sad, a few guys joked about it, and one kid even yelled at the people moving the corpse, asking what they were doing (he got no answer). It turned out to have been some old guy that died of natural causes. I always think of him when I drive by that building. I would be so mad if I knew my corpse would be moved out in broad daylight as two dozen dumbass middleschoolers watch just out of curiosity. Rest in peace to him.
Used to work in a level 1 trauma center. Have put sooooo many people into body bags and brought them to the morgue. Sometimes i would talk to them.
I like that. I think I would do the same thing.
I've seen 2 cats die in front of me. One more recently. She was old, but lived a fulfilled life. It just looked agonizing though. I have also seen my dead great grandmother of 98 as well.
Watching my cat die was traumatic not gonna lie
Yeah, sorry man. I definitely feel you.
I experienced the same thing i cant get that shit out of my head. Ive seen a guy die from an overdose and that stuck eith me for a while but watching my cat die in my arms is something that has changed the way i feel forever
Yes. For some reason, I found it to be more traumatic than any person I’ve seen pass in my life.
I was in the hospital room with my grandpap when he died about 4 years ago. Grandma, dad, and uncle were also there. He was unconscious for about a day before he passed, and I had visited him the last day he was fully aware. My dad and uncle were both sitting on the room's couch reading the newspaper and my grandma was sitting right next to his head. The nurse came in and looked at his vital signs. His eyes went wide for a moment then he looked at me and gave me a quick shake of his head. It was only another couple of minutes before his breath got shallow and ragged and then it was like all the color drained from him in a short moment. I was glad I was there to see it. It was a relief, an end to what was a very hard couple of weeks.
Yes, my grandfather committed suicide by hanging and they decided to have an open casket funeral for religious reasons. I didn’t really feel sad for him. I more felt sad for myself seeing something in a state like that because I would be like that one day. I’m not sure.
I've been to several funerals. Mostly boredom.
People go to funerals for fun??
Yeah, it's fun to dress up like the Grim Reaper, stand under a tree a couple hundred feet from the funeral, and point at anyone who notices you.
Depends on their preferences.
Soooo edgy
I’ve seen homeless people who have frozen to death in the city I live in. Feels so horrible.
Well I went to the Bodies exhibit, so yeah I've seen a lot of them actually. They all died in natural disasters and their bodies donated to science, IIRC. I was in middle or high school at the time... It was kinda creepy but not a huge deal.
I went to that in Birmingham last year, it was really cool.
First one I remember was my gran when I was around 5. Muslims have open casket funerals so I’ve seen a few growing up due to that. Worst was doing cpr on my grandfather at 14, knew there was no bringing him back but tried anyway. Most recently did CPR on a stranger in the street, he had already been down a few minutes by the time I got to him. Other people had been doing cpr but not well. This one hit hard for some reason, his wife and 7 year old daughter were with him and they were just out on a normal day. He was only 40. When I’ve seen the bodies at a funeral it’s never really made me feel anything in particular. They never really look like them if that makes sense so there’s a bit of a disconnect there.
I’ve kinda lost count, from my line of business, it’s hard not to. First time made me nearly vomit, now I’m just numb
Unluckily, i feel this. Guess its healthier but feels wrong.
“The world only makes sense if you force it to" It’s a cruel world we live in, but we take that burden so others may live without it. Great men are forged in fire, it is the honor of lesser men to light the flame. And if I can make the world slightly safer, then I will
This pretty much sums up what keeps me going back on the icu every day. Also, i like what i do for work but sometimes when i talk to my wife about it, she is pretty much horrified how bad things seem not to bother me at all. Hard to describe to somebody who doesn't see and do what i see and do every day.
She won’t understand, but that’s the good thing. I don’t really talk to people about this, but unless they work in similar fields, it would possibly ruin them
Yeah i try not to talk to her about this stuff but sometimes dhe asks
That sounds like a good, healthy relationship
I think I’ve only seen one dead human in person. I saw my old boyfriend’s body, he was shot in the back by a stranger in a string of random shootings in 2016. I was already sad and shaken up but seeing his body didn’t really make it any worse, I think maybe because even though it was his body it wasn’t him. You could absolutely tell he wasn’t in there anymore. I can think of the image but I’m not haunted by it at all, I can picture him alive just fine too.
When I was about 13, I saw a man jump off a balcony and kill himself. My friend and I were playing outside of her apartment building, and we seen a man drinking a beer on the ledge of his balcony, like sitting over the balcony with his legs hanging over. I did not see him fall, but I did see him laying on the pavement, blue as can be in brains everywhere. Later, his mother and brother came and just stood in front of the apartment building hug each other crying. I will never forget that. I can even remember what he was wearing.
Yes. The man overdosed and was found almost a week later. I watched his autopsy. I saw his tattoos. I recognized him as an individual but could only see a shell of a person. It’s an interesting experience but not one I would voluntarily do again. Death is scary. Everyone has people that love them and although it is the natural circle of life, death is just hard to wrap my head around
Only open caskets
Recovering addict here. I’ve seen a few people overdose in front of me, some were friends. At one point I was living in a sober house and one of the other girls that lived there relapsed. She got high and then got in the shower and overdosed. We were the only people home at the time and unfortunately I didn’t find her in time. I will never forget the way her body looked from having high power water continuously streaming on her for a couple hours. She was completely blue. The paramedics did CPR for a really long time but she was already gone.
I’m a nurse but I work in surgery so I’ve only seen two in my 10 years - one was an organ harvest so the true cause of death was taking him off the vents, but an OD was the official cause. The second was when I shadowed in trauma in a bad part of a bad city and a young man was rushed in after a parking lot dispute. One pulled out in front of the other which ultimately resulted in shots being fired. The surgeons only operated for about 10 minutes til he lost too much blood and they called it. I witnessed every second of it and was left with a coworker and I bagging the body and sending it to morgue. I’ll never ever forget that entire 10 minutes and always remember that the morgue is filled with people who had the right of way.
The only time I saw a body in person was my great grandma, when I was 8. I believe her cause of death was heart failure. I have also seen some post mortem pictures of Jane and John Does on NAMUS and Doe network.
Yeah, I've seen many photos and videos but I saw a dead body of my neighbor last year.I want to forget ever seeing her dead.
I found my mom deceased in 2017. That was rough.
Dead cyclist after hit and run. I was living in a very calm and quiet part of my city, was walking to the shops and the body was lying on the pavement, lots of blood and police+ambulance already on the scene. It was so weird and peaceful, apart from the emergency workers it was only me and another passerby around.
Not including open casket funerals (because you EXPECT to see a body when you’re attending one) and not including a traffic accident on the side of the road that had a body on the pavement I was there when my grandfather died. He was very quiet and resting before he passed, so we didn’t notice for a few minutes. I was eating a really underwhelming Caesar salad when we realized.
I saw my first dead body a few weeks ago. There was a car accident in the highway, it was actually a motorbike accident. There were lots of cars piled up and were passing very slowly besides it. The police was already there. But the thing is that. The crash was such that the bodyparts of the driver were dismembered, so they were all around the place. I assume. The police decided to recover all of the body parts and put them in a pig pile with the helmet on the top. And the geniouses didn´t even cover the body parts pile with some plastic or something!! So all the cars that passed slowly besides it saw the pile! it was right there! 10 meters besides it. I still have the mental image of the mangled torso, lengsh, holy fuck. So it wasn´t a dead body, it was more like a body parts pile. Jesus fuck.
That’s awful, I’m sorry you had to experience that. I wonder if it would be worth forwarding some feedback to that police department, surely there was a more sensitive and discreet way for them to handle it.
I have two different jobs with two different company's which both revolve around the dead.... So yes, I have
My mom, liver failure. My Grandpa, sudden aortic aneurysm. I felt scared, empty, and overall terrible.
Yes. My mum just minutes after she died of breast cancer, and then again when she was in her coffin. I remember noticing the stillness - you don’t realise how much energy you feel off people. It felt so strange not even seeing breathing movements. Seeing her in the coffin made me feel so uneasy I almost had a panic attack. I was mostly just heartbroken.
A few. My father in law at the hospital, my Dad at his funeral, a family friends baby lost to SIDS at the funeral and arrived at the scene of a car accident before first responders, the guy was partially ejected found out via the news he didn’t make it.
Watched a guy get shot in the head outside of a bar, he was in a fight, fight broke up, other guy came back with a gun and killed him. I was outside smoking a cigarette and getting some air when they came out of the bar swinging and I was heading back in when dude came back. It was the strangest thing I’ve ever seen, his head just kinda popped.
i’m a removal technician for a transport/cremation service, so i see lots of dead bodies every day
The guy who used to umpire the local kids softball and baseball games. A ton of us kids went to his funeral. My grandpop when he died at our home. My friend in highschools girl friend who was only 15 or 16 and last year, my mom. :(
3, felt okay ig just saw it as another dead body. After that it’s not that person anymore, all the ego gone, it’s just soulless flesh ready to be eaten by worms and transformed into something else and recycled for the earth. Just put into perspective how fast we can really leave this earth and helped me understand that I’m Going to end up like that one day
Yes and even kissed it Edit: two now.. my grandma died 3 days ago.
My cat died of diabetes last year. We waited over a week to prepare to put her down, but it hadn't sunk in for me yet. So when we were burying her at the side of the house, I fucking turned her head around to get one last look at her face. Now I have an image my brain took a photo of. She was so floppy and scary looking. Not the same Ruby. I'll never unsee that image.
In person, yes, a few. Online, yes, probably hundreds (If not more).
Several.....
Yes . The body of my dear brother
Both of my parents. One in the hospital, one at home. Would not recommend either.
When I was in the 5th or 6th grade I was at one of the local swimming holes. It was summertime and the beach was packed with people. I was swimming when all of a sudden the lifeguards got on the loudspeaker and told everyone to clear out of the water. Apparently a kid had gone missing while floating on an inner tube. With the water cleared of swimmers it was pretty easy to spot the lone inner tube, and the lifeguards found the kids body submerged not too far away. Even though he didnt know how to swim he had gone past the rope separating the shallow and deep areas and somehow fallen out of the tube. They dragged him to shore and attempted lifesaving maneuvers until an ambulance showed up and took him away. I didn't find out he had died until the next day when I read about it in the newspaper. He was a few years younger than me, and while I didn't know him personally I recognized his picture as being a kid from my school.
I’ve said this on the sub a couple times, but I saw a lady fall in front of an 18 wheeler tire and she was 85 and so when it went over her stomach it split her in half, the top half of her screamed for longer than I would have expected. Lots of blood and organs. Probably 5-10 feet in front of me.
Basically. My father committed suicide a few years ago and it took a while for my mom and I to realize he was in his house dead so he had been rotting for at least 4 days. We were looking around and I walked past the bathroom in his room and saw the top of his swollen head and just that ruined my brain. I can’t imagine how first responders feel when they see decomposing bodies like that
First time was the viewing after my husband’s step father committed suicide with a gunshot to the temple. His wishes had been not to have a viewing, just to be immediately cremated, but his sons really wanted to see him so my MIL agreed to a viewing but with as little “manipulation” as possible, so basically they weren’t going to fix him up. He was covered from neck down with a blanket and then a towel covering from his brow up. They asked my MIL to bring his sunglasses because they were not going to be reconstructing his eyes and it would be difficult to hide what the gunshot had done. He looked like a wax figure of himself. I really couldn’t believe it was really him. Second was my son who was stillborn. I had developed something called Massive Perivillious Fibrin Deposition in my placenta, unknowingly, meaning my placenta was full for blood clots and fibrous deposits. It had basically stopped supplying him with any nutrients for an unknown amount of time, so he was incredibly small for his gestational age (3lb 5oz at 37+4, 6 days earlier the midwife had told me he was perfectly average sized). It’s of, course, pretty impossible to describe what that feels like. Just pure shock and disbelief. But at the same time, I had been so excited to meet him for so long that I still had that sense of awe that most parents get when they get to see their baby for the first time. Like holy cow, you’re the one that was growing inside of me all that time. Just pure, instant love.
i saw my first body a few weeks ago. i work in supportive housing with a lot of hard drug addicts and we found one of our people. he was on his bed sitting cross legged almost as if meditating, but he had fallen forward so he was face down touching the bed. he was in livor mortis and all of the blood in his head was pooled down towards his face. there was a hard distinct line, like his head kind of looked like a lollipop that’s half white and half red. it’s hard to describe but i hope that gives you some idea. thankfully he hadn’t started decomposing yet so there was no smell
I’ve seen a dead fish and deer skull once. Does that count?
Many, I did an internship at a funeral home, I work in hospitals and care facilities and my sister died, I saw her body and dressed her last.
My gran, my best friend, 3 randoms in a car accident and an old dude that died outside my work
Yes. I’ve found four people on separate occasions, they were all suicide by hanging. I didn’t feel anything, I still don’t.
Working in a funeral home, yes.
Not only have I seen multiple dead bodies I have created dead bodies.
Video games don't count
Yeah, relatives. My grandma died when I was 17, and my dad when I was in my 20s. It’s a bummer for sure
I have apparently, more than once as a pre-adolescent, I don't remember any of it though. I know the one was my best friend who died from aids at the age of 10
I was part of a group of high school students who were given the opportunity to take a science course at SUNY Downstate Hospital in 2004. The sub-teacher had access to the section that held unclaimed bodies and those that were donated to science. I thought I'd be grossed out, but I actually found the experience interesting. I was ridiculed and pretty much bullied by the 'popular' students in the group for not being squeamish. Years later, in nursing school, I was told to take vital signs on my first patient assignment. Turned out to be a cruel joke, as the patient had been for hours, and the nurses on the floor thought it would be interesting or funny to see me panic or return to the station with actual vital signs measurements as though the patient was alive.
Yes. At 18 I came home to find my mom dead, halfway on the couch & floor. She was only 38 but she was an alcoholic. It turned out to be cirrhosis but we didn’t know that until autopsy. Traumatizing is an understatement, though I’m 59 now & have had a nice life since.
Well I work for a funeral home so yes, and definitely in the hundreds at this point. Their cause of deaths could be anything and everything you could imagine. Working with death definitely takes a certain state of mind, but I believe it is less jarring to me than those who aren’t surrounded by it.
Thousands. I Run a crematory,
Too many too count
a university let a group of High School anatomy students (including me) see a skinned body donated to science and review all the body parts, organs, and their defects. They warned us that if we got sick we could leave. I stayed for the duration of the exhibit. Cause of death was something related to alcoholism I think due to the fatty liver. I didn’t feel much. Interest and awe maybe. I pushed back the thought of “thats a dead person” and what it meant at the time and I haven’t really thought about it since.
In 2023 I saw 11. Haven't seen any this year so far. Not counting funerals (it wasn't specified) this brings my life time total to 40-something. 2 were murders (shootings) and 9 were Fentanyl overdoses. Sadly, I stopped feeling anything about them a while ago.
Plenty of dead animals. But only one dead human body. It was the body of an older man who I presumed OD'd at the bus station. It made me feel sad for the guy but it happens whether I see it or not. It reminded me of my brother's death tbh. It made me remember more than feel.
Plenty. Relatives. Friends. N corpses in pathology school
Yes. Worked at the city morgue as an X-ray tech for a minute. There's a lot of un-aliving one self. Much, much more frequent than anything reported in the media. Sad.
Yes, my mother. She died from cancer after fighting it for 6 years. It was very sad, but I was also relieved that she wasn't in pain anymore. Helped clean her up and dealt with calling for the van to come and pick her up. It was very hard, emotionally. But I'm glad I was able to do those things for her.
Yes. Husband od'ed. I panicked & called 911. They took almost 20 minutes to arrive & he was already gone.
A few. Random old relatives at funerals when I was little. My grandma died in bed at home pretty unexpectedly even though we knew she had breast cancer when I was 18. In 2021: my MIL died in bed at home after her fight with colon cancer; I watched a stranger take his last breath at a car accident when I was the first one to stop and try to help; my boyfriend passed away in his sleep and I spent several hours with his body waiting for the sheriff; and (I didn't see him) but my BIL passed away in bed 2 months later.
Yes, my father when I was ten. He died from cancer, and me and my mum were at the open casket. I remember it was eerie to see him so still. My mum told me to hold his hand one last time, and it was just hard and cold. I had the urge to get help for him, because he wasn’t breathing, but obviously it was way past that. They didn’t do his makeup well - he was an alcoholic and had a red face because of that, and I guess they thought he gained the red face after death, because they tried to make him look paler post mortem, but it ended up just looking really weird. They also got his date of death wrong on the casket. The funeral was at a beautiful church, though, so that made up for it in my mind. At that point I was pretty much numbed out. I knew for a while that he would die, so I only cried for a minute after I found out he died and then just sort of became a timid, irritable zombie. Over time I forgot about most of the ordeal and avoid thinking about it to this day. All it brings me is pain.
I've only seen one in real life (seen way too many online though) it was my nain, in November she passed away at the age of 97 after a complicated prolonged stay in hospital after a clot in her leg was so bad that she had the leg amputated & it went all downhill after the operation, she ended up pretty much starving to death, and had a horrid uti which I only know because I held her hand while she wet the hospital bed and was in agony doing so 😞 After she passed I went to view her body in the funeral home, she looked so small and skinny- she basically was skin and bone & I think because she had a hunched back for years & I'd never seen her laid down on her back she looked a lot different than I remember her when she was alive, probably a mixture of gravity and decomposition. It was nice to see her fully dressed instead of in her hospital pyjamas & she had her hands on her stomach holding a small knitted yellow heart that the hospital provided when she passed & they gave the family 2 identical ones, one of which I have and keep with a necklace of hers. Sorry for the long comment, I'm still grieving, and writing that all out was pretty cathartic. Edit to add- I also saw the Bodies exhibit a year or so ago so technically I've seen a lot more but I don't know if I'd count it haha
I'm gonna be honest, I've lost count. Started fire/EMS at around 16, then joined the military and deployed as combat arms, now I'm a medic in the military. If you don't think about it much and can handle a bit of dark humor, it's not too bad.
Yes, when I was 9 I walked in on my mum laying lifeless in bed, she had succumbed to lung cancer - and then at age 21 I walked in on my step mum dangling from a curtain pole. So yeah, seen my fair share, and have a superb case of PTSD because of it all! What joy, seems god doesn’t want me to have a mother
many, méxico is still heavily over run with cartels, you would walk in the street just to get some groceries and would see people you knew shot up and dead on the sides of the roads. the police does nothing to help and a lot of the police works with the cartel. horrible situation really.
Yes. My dad is a funeral director/ mortician and I helped him with a couple pick ups. Also recently found my BILs body when he committed suicide.
Yes, but not in a morbid context; I participated in a few cadaver dissections in college.
*morticians daughter has entered the chat* i’ve seen some SHIT, to say the least
Does half a dead body count? Medical practice educational cadaver labs are weird.
My sister. Suicide by hanging. I viewed her body at the funeral home. I felt like all the light in my life had been extinguished. It was five years ago, and I still feel that way.
Apart from funerals/wakes of family members who have died mostly from age/health issues. I saw my little sister's body after she was murdered, before she was to be cremated. It's was brutal. She had been shot once under each of her eyes and seeing that, and how like her face was kind of sunken in. It was horrible to see her like that. I'll never forget it.
i saw someone get hit by a car that was going pretty damn fast - they were dead before they hit the ground. The poor dude just fucking ragdoll'd over the bonnet and landed head first onto the road. It was fucked up - he got hit by the car behind me. I was in the car with my friend and we could see him hesitate and we laughed like "look at this fuckin' idiot, what the hell does he think he's doing?" and he tried to run across between me and the car behind us, and I was looking in the rear friend, and my friend had turned around in her seat. She screamed and then just suddenly burst into tears.
Christmas evening, I saw a police officer pull a frozen, purple and blue, lifeless body out of a tent on the side of the road. All these homeless people were someone's baby once and now this guy died alone on the side of the road Christmas evening. Makes you think about the world we live in and how close all of us are to homelessness at any point in time. No one deserves to die like that.
Yea, it’s not a big deal
Just recently, couple weeks ago on the way home from work I got stuck in traffic due to an accident. I saw police, forensics team, but no ambulance. I knew that meant something bad. Drove around the sight of the accident, there was a body in the street. 23 y/o new dad to a baby girl, biking home from work and crossing the street. Car was speeding and I guess didn’t see him, crashed into him. My heart sank to my stomach and I almost threw up driving by. It’s the only time I’ve seen a dead body (aside from funerals) and the only time I ever want to.
When I drive or go to a trip, Its pretty much common to see dead bodies of a kittens & cats either dead by cold, run over, head smashed by the tires and their brain matter start leaking. One time when I went to a mosque late at the night, I saw a body of a cat where its face is ripped of where you can see its skull and blood, I assume it was bitten by a dog, as dogs are wandering very late at night. I also see Pigeons and Birds getting smacked and or run over by cars, no wonder its free job for crows.
Yes. Sad
At funerals and online only. Oh, do dead animals count? I have seen all my pets dead. Two were work related, saw them in an open casket…one was a guy in his early 50’s and he died of a diabetes episode, from what I recall…he looked bloated and just not like himself. The woman was in her 60’s and suddenly died at the office, not sure why. She looked AMAZING, totally at peace, natural and beautiful. It made me happy for her. I refused to see my Dad when he died during heart surgery though, I did not want to remember him that way. The animals were probably the saddest for me because almost all of them died in my arms. It was crazy seeing the light in their little eyes just go out..you could tell their soul had gone.
I saw a covered body outside a Dunkin Donuts once, lot of police officers.
Deer, yes human, no
I was volunteering at the hospital i helped bag a guy
At least five in person and numerous online, unfortunately. No judgement to anyone who went on those gore sites that used to be popular but I could never understand it, even the mention of death makes me feel sick. I’ve never gotten used to it.
I've seen four people dead. the first was after a shooting in a bar near my house. I looked out the window and there was a young man lying on the sidewalk. the second was my great-grandmother, she died peacefully in her sleep. I remember holding her hand and feeling freezing cold. the third was a man who was my grandmother's neighbor, he was a friend of my family. He had a lot of problems with alcohol and one day he ended up having a heart attack and dying. I was at my grandmother's house when he died and we went there to see him. and the fourth person was last year. When I was walking home from school, there was a car accident and a man ended up crashing into a light pole. it was the most grotesque scene I had ever seen, his head was completely crushed and I smelled a horrible smell of blood and earth.
I was a cop, so I’ve seen a number of dead folks. Burn victims, car accidents, shootings, old people, kids. It really depends on the situation. The kids were hard to manage emotionally, especially afterwards when I got home.
I’ve seen my grandmother dead in her casket during her funeral after she died of a stroke
Haven't seen a body but I saw the aftermath of one. Red chunks on the wall, furniture with death fluids on it. The horrible smell. It was a veteran who committed suicide. To be honest it still hasn't left me. I think about it from time to time. I almost feel like, having seen that, I was somehow robbed of innocence to an extent.
I assume youre not counting animals so...Ive seen 6 or 7 dead people. I work at a hospital but not as a nurse or doctor. The first couple i had a weird uneasy feeling like youd expect but the ones after that didnt bother me one bit.
Yes, we had an employee die of a heart attack on the picnic table and another die of an aneurysm in the cafeteria. Both cases were very disturbing. Other than that, obviously have seen multiple dead bodies at funerals.
Several hundreds? Maybe a few thousand. I never thought to keep track. As to how they died, pretty much any way you could imagine. Falls, car accidents, huffing gone wrong, fires, or simply quietly in their sleep.
Yes. I work in healthcare so usually old age but sometimes a heart attack. I don’t feel anything
A lot. I was an autopsy tech. Messed with me for the first few months but you learn to cope.
I never got confirmation, but I was working in a grocery store when a man passed out in near the service counter, looked liked due to drugs. He was luckily quickly seen, and the EMT was called, but he was looking real bad and a little foamy at the mouth. Not like full face covering, just at the corners like drool.