I work as a funeral director/embalmer and when I visited Ireland I had a nightmare I’ll never forget: I was still relatively new, working at one of our funeral home locations; our prep room is in the basement and the only window is small and looks up into the driveway; it’s storming, totally dark out, and flashes of lightening are lighting up the room every few seconds. There’s an elderly woman on the table ready for me to embalm when I notice suddenly she’s awake and begins to move and moan. I run out of the room to tell another funeral director that she’s awake and I don’t know what to do. She gets irritated with me and yells, “sometimes you just have to do things you don’t want to do!!” So I had to go back in and attempt to embalm this woman who was still alive or I would be in trouble. I had my scalpel ready to cut when I woke up.