Gosset

So, the first is just morally bad, but on my training a funeral director and casual (did the bearing/basic body preparation and such) mentioned that they had heard about a pick up needed at a nursing home. The guy had basically been alone, and was put into the home for dementia. When the guys got there we do a receipt for everything the body has on, including jewellery, clothes anything there. They leave to ask a nurse if the old guy has had a doctor visit, and if he's clear to be taken as there was no family to discuss it with. They come back, remove the deceased, all is well.

Until the next day when they have an audit. Turns out the guys wedding band was missing as was his gold plated watch. Do some digging and the other workers who booked him put on the paperwork nothing on. So they call the nursing home. Within a day they call back to say it;s turned up in the washing machine (shit excuse but hey), so the auditor goes through the rest of the paperwork and notices more and more of these. Someone from the nursing home had stripped anything of value of the patients, except wedding rings when they had family. Don't think the found out who it was either.

Another one was a women being regularly visited by a health worker after the law passed disbanding asylums in the u.k. The women is also looked after by her husband so nothing much to worry about, she's not on her own and her husband makes sure she takes her medication. The health worker has to go away for a week and when she comes back, lets herself in and notices a nasty smell. She tracks the smell upstairs, where it's so bad she's just retching. She opens the bedroom door and see's that the husband has passed away and assumes the wife has committed suicide, because she's soiled curled up next to her husband. Then the wife moves, the poor man had passed away the day after the health care worker went away, and since family rarely visited no one had known. So his wife had put him in bed in his favorite pajamas and proceeded to just lie next to him, apparently only moving for food and water.

The bed was a wreck from both and he had started to grow mushrooms.

There is also the unfortunate fact that no one is looked after well in nursing homes generally, and with cancer patients being left in nursing homes these poor older usually skeletal thin people deteriorate quickly.

So we end up with old people with bed sores, who have not been treated properly, coming to us looking not good and getting quickly worse. And nearly every time the family wants to view and can't understand when we say no.There was one recently who had been left in a room with the bins underneath the window. Ofcourse nobody thought about the flies when like many nursing homes they opened the windows to air out the room after death. Nobody noticed until our temperature control unit was infested. Yay!

There's also the independent funeral chains, which typically (allthough you get to see some lovely places like where I used work) are amazingly bad when it comes to standards of care for the deceased.

There are actually very few legal standards enforced on funeral homes outside of the paperwork.

If there was enough interest in it maybe

Some of the worst funerals we do are from nursing homes, or homes for those with mental difficulties. I have some bad stories from my work too.

Three questions:

My SO asks: WHY? Why did you do this?

From me: Was there any outcry to Iron Sky and how did you deal with it?

Also how difficult was it to actually get the first one made?

God disassociation and hallucinations suck so much ass. I'm sorry you're dealing with this.

You mentioned elsewhere that you'd been going through CBT and I don't know if they suggested this to you but it seriously helped me. When I'm having a panic attack or being dissaciative I grab my stuffed animal or my cats (something real to hold on to, I feel oddly disconnected from touch when hallucinating so it's a way to reinforce reality.), and plan the next day, it helps reinforce routine which has been the biggest help to the people around me and myself who suffer with mental illnesses and keeps me sane. Just the act of acknowledging I'm having a fuzzy moment and then doing something about it by noting everything I need to do (but it isn't to important if i can't)

Dunno if it'll help but y'never know!