The funeral was a killer........
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osodecanelaIt was my first time at a Buddhist funeral.
The lady that died suddenly on Tuesday was a Thai buddhist, and per her desires a memorial service was held yesterday at a rather modest Buddhist Temple in Santa Rosa. The service had about 20 participants, and was lead by four chanting monks who I'm assuming were chanting in Thai. (Not that I would recognize Thai vs. Lao vs any other tonal southeast Asian tongue.) The Temple is in a former private residence and their sanctuary is in the largest room in the house - a converted garage. The day was rather warm, and so the temperature inside the garage was somewhere in the vacinity of 80.
There I sat, honestly there to honor a woman for whom I had a rather strong affection. However, the combination of the monotone group chanting of the monks in a language I did not comprehend, in a very warm and rather stuffy room was deadly. I literally had to fight to remain conscious.
It would not do, to fall asleep at a funeral, particularly not as the decedant's physician.
I can just hear her friends' after the service, in Thai of course, "Did you see her Dr. asleep in his chair? No wonder she's dead!"
Time to head for the gym........
The lady that died suddenly on Tuesday was a Thai buddhist, and per her desires a memorial service was held yesterday at a rather modest Buddhist Temple in Santa Rosa. The service had about 20 participants, and was lead by four chanting monks who I'm assuming were chanting in Thai. (Not that I would recognize Thai vs. Lao vs any other tonal southeast Asian tongue.) The Temple is in a former private residence and their sanctuary is in the largest room in the house - a converted garage. The day was rather warm, and so the temperature inside the garage was somewhere in the vacinity of 80.
There I sat, honestly there to honor a woman for whom I had a rather strong affection. However, the combination of the monotone group chanting of the monks in a language I did not comprehend, in a very warm and rather stuffy room was deadly. I literally had to fight to remain conscious.
It would not do, to fall asleep at a funeral, particularly not as the decedant's physician.
I can just hear her friends' after the service, in Thai of course, "Did you see her Dr. asleep in his chair? No wonder she's dead!"
Time to head for the gym........
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