Email mirth...again

One of the city's top cardiac specialists died. At his funeral, his coffin was placed in front of a huge replica of a heart made of red roses. When the pastor finished  the sermon, and everyone said    their good-byes, the large heart opened up, the coffin rolled inside, and the heart closed again. It was a  majestic tribute to the much-loved cardiologist.

Suddenly, one of the mourners burst into a fit of laughter. Irritated by his insensitivity, the man sitting next to him asked, "Why are you laughing,Mister?" "I was just thinking about my own funeral," the man replied........

I'm a gynaecologist!