What can be fun at the funeral of a deserved person, despite the fact that during these funerals almost died another person? Give this to the screenwriters. Let them try to wipe out laughter through tears, as life did. History is real.

They buried a physician - a resuscitator, a man of honour, a teacher of the local medical institute, who lived and died in dignity while still being a very combat professional unit in considerable years.

Accordingly, in the mourning room, in addition to relatives and just acquaintances, colleagues gathered, that is, almost all the non-working staff of the resuscitation and anesthesiology of the regional Russian town.

And right on the stairs of the mourning hall was bad for one grandfather, who came to this sad event together with his wife-doctor. Not only bad, but bad to a complete heart stop.

It is clear that immediately on the stairs the most worthy of the present practitioners (here is where the real rating in this closed world) began to conduct resuscitation activities. Under the valuable instructions of the present from the teaching staff. Under the attentive professional views of colleagues - so a person about 50 only the most sought-after medical specialty in this case, not counting women therapists, cardiologists and other radiologists.

The emergency “ambulance” arrived. The young lady-fieldserie was not immediately oriented.

Everyone has split up! She tried to command.
How we split up! Defibrillator here and... (hereinafter the names of drugs from those that are intravenously) quickly!

The girl tried to object to something, but she was quickly explained her role and she was no longer illuminated. Moreover, since the defibrillator was not charged, the medicines are not all available. The girl and her boss promised a breakup, but later.

After some time, the grandfather was taken into the car and twenty minutes later the ambulance was called. Here it was already a matter of professional honor, though with bare hands, but to bring the started to a victorious end. Gambling if you want. Especially since the deceased, about whom for a while everyone forgot, from his own - will understand and will not condemn for the delay in the event.

“Happy!” – and “Accident”, carrying a lucky man accompanied by two winners and a girl, fell to the hospital.

The joyful excitement of the people who did the hard work accompanied the further ceremony, but did not curb anyone. The funeral was really bright – laughter through tears.

And I was personally reached by one of the local gurus, who observed with professional cynicism: "Judging by the time how many whispered, the grandfather was really going to die. But it was a painful time and place he chose for it.”

P.S Grandfather is still alive.