The County Medical Examiners - The Standard Anatomical Position video free download

Fetid Putrescent Whiffs [Demo] (2001)

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Long before I've examined the body or entered the tile-lined morgue

While I'm reviewing the official homicide files and removing my tools from their drawers

The decedent and the morgue is expertly prepared by underlings-faithful dieners and resident nurses

The procedure undertaken is always the same, from our tables to the backs of hearses

My interns were taught the fine art of cadaveric interviews, an ME's sine qua non tradition

To arrange the body into what's known in medical circles as

The Standard Anatomical Position.

They remove the corpse from the body bag

And hoist its heft onto the cold, steel slab

They prepare my tools for the surgery

And disrobe the cadaver for its necropsy.

Vitreous fluid reeks

Tissue samples stink

Excised organs leak

They stain my lab coat pink

Gurneys groan and squeal

Charred skin sloughs and peels

Bloody human veal

The odor makes me reel.

Standard-the procedure for hospitals and morgues

Anatomical-it enables complete dissection to inspect the gore

Position-its what pathologists and coroners are for.

Immortalizing decay with our Nikon camera before we ravage the body with our Stryker saw

Nimble fingers search for micro fibers as the skin is vacuumed for forensic evidence as required by law

Fingernails are scraped for blood and tissue, dermis debris lodged beneath the nail bed

Clothes are cut gingerly from the body with fabric cutting scissors, revealing a body stained red

Our forensic procedures are not taught in medical school, and are lost upon the average physician

The corpse, now nude, can be placed on its back and situated into.

The Standard Anatomical Position.

My assistants scrub and wash the corpse

With mild soaps and water, postmortem bath in the morgue

My tools are laid out, gleaming on the tray

The scene is set...I'm paged and on my way.

Bile, hot and thick

Post-mortem facial tics

Rotten skin so slick

My Stryker saw revs and kicks

Exsanguinated pale

Gas diseased and stale

The fumes I inhale

Dissected organs on the scale.

Standard-the procedure for hospitals and morgues

Anatomical-it enables complete dissection to inspect the gore

Position-its what pathologists and coroners are for.

The metal table gleams-scrubbed by my faithful team.

My talented medical assistants.

They've emptied the body bag-and checked its two toe tags.

And readied zip lock bags for evidence.

The cadaver spatter is impeccably cleaned; tools are washed, tiles are scrubbed and hosed down

The bedraggled floor is swabbed of its puddles and emptied into a bucket filled a foul ruddy-brown

Our plastic scrubs, now a red liquescent mess, are disposed of in the proper biohazard bin

My industrial-strength gilded rubber gloves are stripped and tossed as I lather my hands in the sink and rinse. . .

My dieners take out the biohazardous trash

And line the waste bins with fresh orange bags

They shave the cadaver's hair for cranial dissection

And ensure that the autopsy is assisted to completion...

Faithfully arranging the corpse into the Standard Anatomical Position.

Standard-the procedure for hospitals and morgues

Anatomical-it enables complete dissection to inspect the gore

Position-its what pathologists and coroners are for

The carcass lies belching, eructing methane gas

Its thorax slightly heaving until the hot wind can finally pass

The offalent stench leaves everyone in the room repulsed and aghast.