Rituals of death often define a culture. Many societies have strict ideas of what should be done with the husk a human leaves behind at death.
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Cut for possibly disturbing discussion of dead bodies, including one photo of a Bodyworld art exhibit. Please do not read if this would upset you. )
Reverence is shown for the donors at - quite literally - every turn. Names, ages and even geographical information about the bodies are witheld from the spectators out of respect. Also because it isn't the point of the display.
The blackened lungs of a lifelong cigarette smoker were on display next to a huge receptable where people were asked to throw away their cigarettes and quit on the spot. There were HUNDREDS of packs in there. Seeing the damage up close was a pretty forceful argument.
I was pregnant when I viewed the exhibit, and even went ahead and walked through the preserved fetal remains. One woman (and her unborn child) died while 5 months pregnant, and her body is on display as a study in human pregnancy. I felt a little weird looking at it all in the state I was in. It seems impossible to remove emotion from the experience completely, but I still understood the importance.
In death, these people have become a type of medical pioneer. It struck me as one of the most generous things they could do.
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Thanks so much for telling me your experience!
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