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Folded Laundry and Why You Shouldn't Eat Your Dead Relatives

“I am truly sorry for the trouble ma’am. We just can’t accept her body.”

It started with a cup of coffee shattering on the tile floor. Your mother couldn’t recall how or why she dropped it. Fatigue followed as simple tasks that she used to enjoy became taxing. You watched her lose weight and slip into a deep depression. A doctor prescribed Valium for sleep and Lexapro for the depression. Then suddenly she could not remember basic details. Her hands shook and she began to cry out as she imagined people breaking into the home and abducting her. A week later, she passed away from pneumonia in a hospice bed surrounded by family. And now no coroner will accept her.