but reanimation
I mean… humans are so frigging hard to kill that if you die people will just be OH NO YOU DON’T and start pumping your heart themselves and breathing in your lungs until you do it by yourself again. most races consider someone dead when the heart stops, but not humans. not you-can’t-kill-me humans. until there’s even a teeny tiny grain of hope they fucking won’t let death have them. they know that they have a few minutes to do so, at best, and it would be simpler to just let go, but not humans.
cardiac arrest? not on my shift, buddy. respiratory failure? heck no.
whatever happens, they will try to literally bring you back from the otherworld.
MonCalamari: I feel very sad. Human Jessie died the other day… a cardiac arrest. She was such a good friend, I can’t even-
Human Steve: buddy, Jessie is alive and well. she’s still in medic bay of course, what with the heart problem and everything, but now she’s good! who told you that she died?
MonCalamari: … are you kidding me? her heart stopped, of course she is dead!
Human Steve: she most definitely isnt, I just went to medic bay and she’s still kicking- mind you, they saved her by a hair, they tried for almost ten minutes… they almost had given up on her, but she is strong and they managed to restart the heart in time.
MonCalamari: they… they got her heart beating again? but that’s surely impossible…?
Human Steve: go in medic bay if you don’t believe me. surely by now you should have learned that humans don’t like to die?
I was born with only 6 months of gestation and with a shit ton of health problems. I was reanimated within the first 5 minutes after I popped outside and then “died” once more when I was only two days old. For both times, the doctors tried to get me back for over ten minutes and the changes weren’t good for my side.
I stayed in the hospital for almost five months and, when my mom came to pick me up from the hospital for the last time, a nurse told her that during the first two months the hospital staff was sure I wasn’t going to make it. They pratically had a bet going on, with only two people believing I was going to survive.
I had to visit a cardiologist twice a year until I was ten and, the last time I went there, she gave me a little bookmarker with the quote “Because I could not stop for Death, He kindly stopped for me“ and told me “Never forget this: humans are fighters. We don’t like being told what to do, not even if death comes knocking on our door. So, you better fight everytime someone tells you can’t do something. Don’t you ever, ever listen to someone that tells you you can’t do something, not even to death.” and I think that’s both the best way to explain humans and the best advice ever.
(via space-australians)
