I hate to be morbid, but I'm worried that Marta is going to have to come up with some extra money when Steve finally goes to the big catbird seat in the sky. He's huge-- so much to the point that I doubt he would fit into the same sized casket as a good and decent person. The last time I talked to a funeral director regarding the burying of the morbidly obese, she stressed the necessity of getting a properly sized casket, as they aren't "made out of bronze, and the sides can flex to where you cannot close the lid".
Again, an open casket wouldn't be a problem for a normal sized good and decent person, but Steve is the exception to the rule. According to the funeral director I spoke with, a person of Steve's size will generally use between 2-4 times the amount of embalming fluid over what a normal person needs. Even with the extra fluid, it doesn't make it to the adipose tissue very well, and so extra makeup would be required to keep old Steve looking fresh. There may be the necessity to contract Steve's embalming out to a company outside the funeral home, as he won't last as long waiting to get stiffened up as a normal person.
There are countless other things that Steve is going to unfairly saddle Marta with when he finally kicks the big taco, and I hope that Steve has had the consideration to make sure Marta is well-cared for in this aspect. I've done some reading on my own, and the only silver lining in the entire ordeal I have posted from an excerpt from the Goliath Casket Company's website:
Remember, the family does not have a clue about all the Herculean effort you have gone through to provide closure and a celebration of life. You will be dealing with the same emotions, hurts, and frustrations of any family. There is one big difference however. Your family will know that their loved one was big. They probably already understand that this is a special situation. They will understand why you had to have the service in the high school gym. They will understand that you will need a flat bed trailer to transport the casket. They will understand why there is a backhoe instead of a vault truck.
http://www.oversizecasket.com/funeralprofessional.html
I can't imagine a more fitting place for Steve's service to be held than in the high school girl's gymnasium, where he wiled away countless hours perched high up in the bleachers in a trench coat with a pair of binoculars.