Oh, here we go... Sunday night rant incoming!!!Reading old articles about Skank really highlights what an uncaring robot she was and still is.
For example, when she met the wonderful Meatloaf on LW, not only did she say to him I thought you died a while ago when you fainted on stage. It was a really awkward moment which he bravely tried to laugh off.
She then went on to give an interview about the meeting-
"I think Meat Loaf will be dead soon. I think he's so frail.
Katie said bluntly: "When I was training to be a nurse before I started modelling, I used to lay out dead bodies and I know what dead people are like."
I thought she only did it for a few months, surely new trainees wouldn't be allowed to mess with dead bodies?
Just
No student nurse/paramedic/EMT/doctor etc, would be anywhere near a deceased person in the first few months of their clinical training. LIES!
Anybody whose work involves "dealing" with the deceased, be them having passed from old age/chronic llness, or trauma/sudden catastrophic illess, doesn't "know what dead people are like"?!
What an absolutely fucking stupid thing to say! Clearly the ramblings of someone who has never had the privilege to care for a person at the end of their life, or following their passing!
People are individuals, in both life and death. We aren't lemmings! Every loss involves it's own unique set of circumstances which impact not only the deceased, but also the people around them, be them family, friends or those caring for them pre and post mortem.
When working in healthcare, the emergency services, funeral care etc, it's true that you have to maintain an emotional barrier to some degree. People quite rightly rely on you to make the decisions they are incapable of making when experiencing unimaginable grief. But you do share and carry that grief nonetheless, and it takes years of experience to fully learn how to cope with it in a healthy way.
And if you're reading on here tonight Katie, I just want to offer this directly to you:
You will NEVER be trusted to be with a stranger when they take their last breath. You will NEVER have the privilege of being that person who those left behind rely on during their darkest hour.
You simply do not have the emotional intelligence, compassion or dedication to care for a house plant, let alone another human being, living of deceased...
Night, night, sleep tight... Don't let your fucking ego bite.