High profile cases were everywhere last week. I am glad that's over.
I had a baby (preemie, lived two weeks) service yesterday- a graveside- and the priest was a half-hour late, and it was cold outside. I was not too happy, not to mention the family was irate, but as soon as the service got started it was okay. The sun even came out for a few minutes.
I had lunch with Big Bird yesterday as well, and it was quite awkward. She is just so strange. And I feel like she doesn't quite know what to say to me with the whole divorce situation. She does ask about Clem, making sure she's okay, and that's nice, but I sorta feel like she wants details and doesn't know how to ask. So, the lunch was a bit weird (to say the least) and I ended up getting hit on by a guy eating next to us (which she brought up to the rest of the office when we got back, embarrassing me a bit). Very odd.
We ended up with a total of four suicides in the last two weeks. Two gunshot wounds to the head, one OD on pills, and one suffocation, all self-inflicted (obviously). I'm not too sure what's with the suicides, but whatever.
This week I have an AIDS case. It's one of those cause of deaths that seems like it would worry those of us that work with the bodies, but doesn't. See, AIDS is a very picky virus. It can't live long in a body that isn't the right temperature, unlike Hepatitis or TB, so once a body has been refrigerated for a while it is unlikely that the remains could infect one of us (that, and it's blood borne, not airborne (again, like TB)). The AIDS case is an older man, and from the other things listed on his death certificate it seems like he probably contracted it from needles.
Also, I have a Facebook page if any of you want to be a fan (but if you know me in real life, please don't, as I am a bit paranoid).
Wednesday, March 10, 2010