Woman Wakes Up In Funeral Home?

That Would Just Kill Me!

I know this is not a woman, but use your imagination, wouldja?

I just heard this amazin' story on the radio, about a woman who was pronounced dead, sent to the cockadoodie funeral home, and came back to life! Or maybe she was never REALLY dead, but "they" thought she was dead, and figured it out at the funeral home.

At any rate, would that not freak you out, if you were the "dead" person, waking up at the funeral home?!

That's like an Alfred Hitchcock thing! Or maybe, Edgar Allan Poe thing! 

It gives me cold chills just thinking about it. How's about you?

I guess the only worse thing would be buried alive, 6 feet under, and waking up. Let's not even think about that!! 

Just try not to think about the above image! It could ruin your day!

Imagine if she actually died and went to heaven! Right when she was being reacquainted with old relatives and such, she's sucked back down to a cockadoodie funeral home! Ouch!!

On the other hand, maybe she was facing the burning torments of hades, and instantly grabbed from the fiery pit to live again! Whew! That was a close one!!

Personally, I think it was just bad judgement. The EMTs were tired, they wanted to go home for a beer and watch Impractical Jokers...so they rushed to judgement and ASSUMED she was deader than a door nail. 

Dead as a doornail

Dead as a doornail is a phrase which means not alive, unequivocally deceased. The term goes back to the 1300s, the phrase dead as a doornail is found in poems of the time. The term dead as a doornail was used in the 1500s by William Shakespeare, and in Charles Dickens’ A Christmas Carol in 1843. It is thought that the phrase dead as a doornail comes from the manner of securing doornails that were hammered into a door by clenching them. Clenching is the practice of bending over the protruding end of the nail and hammering it into the wood. When a nail has been clenched, it has been dead nailed, and is not easily resurrected to use again. An alternative wording of the phrase dead as a doornail is deader than a doornail.

I could be wrong, as I am used to being, but all I know is if I woke up in a funeral home, after being declared dead, I would think about that the rest of my cockadoodie days!!! 

However, I would be filthy rich, 'cause I'd sue everybody responsible for this miscarriage of mal-practice...or whatever my lawyer would call it!!

Law firm of Cheatem, Eatem, Bitem, Devour and Burp!