Well, that is good news.
I do not belief in miracles, I do belief believe that the doctors made a mistake somewhere, where they believed the child had died.

Tricky.

But, it is allways better then having a misdiagnosis where the doctor says "Everything is fine" when it is not.

I am sure I told this story somewhere on here, but it begs telling again.

I was a corpsman in the Navy. A medic.

I was drawing blood on a Mr Silva..a nice, short hispanic man who always wore a little skullcap type hat. I worked on at Norfolk Naval Hospital on the male medicine ward.

As I was getting the blood, he suffered a seizure. I freaked out, I was fresh out of Corpsmans school. What the hell did I just do???

All of a sudden we have crash carts, paddles, drugs etc and we are all working him.

He is pronounced 30 min later.

As I worked on ward A and it was full, ward B was across the hall and had a private room we could wheel Mr Silva into until the morgue could come collect him.

I go on about my business and am passing meds a few hrs later.

I feel a tap on my shoulder.

I look behind me and there is Mr Silva, standing behind me. I turned white as a ghost and almost passed out.

He asked me why he was across the hall in a different room and not his own! I called for a nurse to come ease the news to him.

He lived for a few more weeks and died abruptly after that. That is a name I will never forget!!

There are cases of people being buried alive when a doctor 'misdiagnosed' them. There are even graves which have strings attached to bells so that if the person wakes later they can pull the string to let someone know that they were buried by mistake.

A misdiagnosis of death and subsequent burial is about the worst possible thing.

Well... I know that I will be dead when I am buried... Whether or not I am dead when they start the embalming process is another question entirely.

I am not being embalmed..it is one of my last requests along with not being buried in a vault. Which, if you want to avoid being put in a vault, most cemeteries around here require that the person not have been embalmed. (chemical leaking into the ground issue)

It doesn't really matter to me what happens to my body when I am gone. All I know is that everyone gets uncomfortable when you talk about cremation, and embalming is the most common practice around here, so that's what is likely to happen to me.

Safety Coffins in all their forms and guises were very popular in the 1800s when methods of determining the point of death were less reliable than today.

Curiously though there are no documented cases of an alarm being triggered or a person being rescued from premature burial as the result of such a device.

This is not to say that no-one was ever buried alive and more likely than not was down to poor design. The most common flaw in these coffins was the omission of an air supply. Others demonstrably had mechanisms of alert that would never have worked as the ropes and pulleys attached to limbs would have moved during the natural decay of the corpse but did so without triggering the alarms.

Let's face it - a customer who discovered that he had bought a faulty Safety Coffin is not likely to turn up in person to make a complaint.

My own solution is that I'm donating my brain for research, so much like Haven, if the doctor who pronounces makes a mistake then the one who whips my brain out will fix that.