I love threads like this, you get to hear so many different stories, ok here's one of mine.
Came on shift one night doing an ER shift, and about 30 minutes before shift change this guy drove his GF in for treatment, seems she wasn't breathing, lips were blue, and after 20-30 minutes of trying to find an ER voila, he shows up at our doorstep, day shift drug her out of the motorhome, yes, he drove a motorhome like 20 miles trying to find an ER and passed 3 along the way, but ended up with us.
So anyhow, she's bagged and ready to go to the morgue (unsuccessful code). about an hour or so into our shift all the paperwork is done, scopci's been called they don't want to harvest etc etc etc. The security guard and I are going down the hall , he's at the foot pulling, i'm at the head pushing. Down this really long hall. All of a sudden the body sits straight up inside the bag. I let go of the gurney and my mouth falls open, the head of the gurney slides sideways and clunks into the wall, and the guard turns around to see Mrs. so and so sitting straight up and about jumps out of his shorts. He's let go of the gurney as well and it's come to rest against the wall and both of us are looking at one another like, ok now what. I've never felt so stupid in my life, and i know sometimes people code, and they call the patient, and then 20 minutes later or whatever they wake back up inside the body bag, so now i'm talking to the body. "m'am, are you okay, do you need assistance?" We call the supervisor, she comes down laughing her butt off at the two of us, and she tells us we'll just have to wait till she goes back limp to get her into the drawer in the morgue, just wheel her down and leave her out. So we had to pad the gurney and all, left her there in the morgue on the gurney. Scared the livin' daylights out of me. Had never had that happen. I found humor in the situation afterwards, but while it was going on seemed like a bad case of "friday the 13th" movies.