He was just mostly dead.
It sucks that there are people disappointed that he lived.
Of course he wasn’t dead. Dead is that from which you don’t come back from. If you come back, you weren’t dead.
I hate to admit this, but this case is precisely why I refuse to sign an organ donation card.
Selfish? Yes indeed.
Probably the docs didn’t even try to resuscitate him.
I would love to know the surname of the socialized medicine doctor responsible. Most likely educated outside the EU.
“When the surgeons began operating on the man to remove his organs, he began to breathe,”
New form of CPR? If I’m around a cardiac victim that doesn’t respond, I’m going to get out my pocket knife.
Zut Alors!
“Bring out the dead”
“But I’m not dead yet.”
Yea, yea, yea it happened in Paris! No surprise there!
Now that sort of thing would never happen in, say Chicago, cause after you die, then they carry you in on a stretcher to vote, and with all that hustle bustle, you would just wake up!
Take what you want, just leave little Willy.
To Those who think that “Organ Donor” is a praiseworthy thing:
The love of life is why you should ask, you should consider well, WHERE an “organ” gets taken from. It is always from another person whose life we ALSO must hold dear.
Was that person *really* dead?
Despite the arguments — logical and scientific, even moral — for sureness that a living person is wholly dead, we do NOT know it so well. This is the real world where we are limited in spiritual awareness, even the most aware of us are like those who are almost totally blind as to how the soul and the body bind together and how and when they separate during a death.
It is clear from reports, and also personal experience for many of us, that great pressures on brought upon survivors at their most vulnerable time in order that they declare a loved one “gone”, so that the organs be harvested in a condition most suitable for transplant. That the process of decay and cell death not get far advanced, that the organ — especially those like hearts, lungs, livers — be fresh.
Those pressures can be presumed — for we are human, we have all sorts of competing emotions and desires, in addition to our corrective good senses. The pure light of moral wisdom which G-d granted each of us in our soul is hidden, and at times darkened near to cold black. Those who NEED the organs can be POTENT men and woman, willing to bring great forces to bear upon our advisers, upon those in the transplant process. That happened in this case. It surely happens all the time.
(doctor)No, no, no, this will never do. This heart is already allocated to that man over there. I’m afraid you re going to have to surrender it.
(parts box) But it’s my heart!
(doctor) It is most certainly not. Its property of the state, now surrender it or I shall call for the guards.
I wasn't so lucky, I awoke in a bathtub in a Las Vegas hotel only to find someone had taken one of my kidneys.........
Pain test? Are you kidding me?! They had already cut him open, but decided that they needed to administer a pain test? I hate to imagine what that was.
"I'm still using it!"
"OW! Give me my liver back, you idiot! I'm not finished with it yet!"
On the bright side, the doctors’ eagerness to keep the organs fresh led to heroic measures that may have saved his life.