Dear reader,
I have discovered over the course of taking A & P classes that I am not AS squeamish as I imagined. I have survived the dissections with success. But today, oh heavens, today I not expecting to be my imagined-squeamishly-girly self, but I was. No, it wasn't a brain dissection or an eye dissection--been there, cut that--it was the models of our glorious reproductive systems. I didn't even get grossed out when I read the lab; it was actually going through the system with my lab prof. Oh my gosh, I never ever want to hear about how fluids combine or look at the models again. Sadly, I know I must for the exam and for lecture. Hmmm, does this mean medicine is outta my career ballpark, unless it's a lab job? I need a nap...edit soooooon.
Cheerios and milk~
Esthur
Naps are happy :)
ReplyDeleteAs far as the reproductive system goes, just look at it this way... God made it for us to enjoy in the right context. It really would not be awkward if people left it in that context... What an ideal world right? Anyways, do not let awkward and sometimes creepy reproductive-ness keep you from your dreams. You just know you steer clear of being an OBGYN or urologist :D