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It's actually yellow. Bright yellow. I got to sit in on an autopsy and the layer of fat was really weird to see.
I'm trying to imagine under what circumstances you "get to see" an autopsy. Please tell me it was somehow related to a class you were taking.
Yes. I was in transcription school and I told the teacher that it would be very helpful in my typings to actual see the human body. She fell for it! I was like over the moon that I got to see one.I'm trying to imagine under what circumstances you "get to see" an autopsy. Please tell me it was somehow related to a class you were taking.
Yes. I was in transcription school and I told the teacher that it would be very helpful in my typings to actual see the human body. She fell for it! I was like over the moon that I got to see one.
I did have some reservations about it but not the ones you might think. It was an old lady who died after a surgery. They suspected blood clots so that's what they were looking for. I was taken aback when I walked in the room and she was just laying there naked. No cover or anything. And I felt so bad for her. Given her age and the generation from which she was raised, I figured she was probably very private about her body and here she was, laid naked on a table with a doctor and two transcriptionist staring at her most private parts. I know she would have been embarrassed and appalled at the thought. Or, maybe not. Maybe she was a free spirited nudist? I went the half glass empty way though, as is my Eeyore nature.
And the very weirdest part? She had the exact same name as one of my best friends!
You were in "transcription school"?Yes. I was in transcription school and I told the teacher that it would be very helpful in my typings to actual see the human body. She fell for it! I was like over the moon that I got to see one.
I did have some reservations about it but not the ones you might think. It was an old lady who died after a surgery. They suspected blood clots so that's what they were looking for. I was taken aback when I walked in the room and she was just laying there naked. No cover or anything. And I felt so bad for her. Given her age and the generation from which she was raised, I figured she was probably very private about her body and here she was, laid naked on a table with a doctor and two transcriptionist staring at her most private parts. I know she would have been embarrassed and appalled at the thought. Or, maybe not. Maybe she was a free spirited nudist? I went the half glass empty way though, as is my Eeyore nature.
And the very weirdest part? She had the exact same name as one of my best friends!
I went to a school connected with the hospital set up to train transcriptionists. They accepted 15 students every year. (year long program). This school had been in existence probably 30 years. Of course, teachers changed, but the two I had had been around a long time. I gave these women a run for their money. I challenged everything. I pushed them outside comfort zones and boxes.You were in "transcription school"?
Wow - your class trips were a heck of a lot more fun than ours!
I got to see the basement of the Misericordia Hospital on my practicum - boring
...when I was in Nursing School, one of our classes went to the Ohio University cadaver lab...it's there for use by their osteopathic medicine students, and the bodies have been donated by their former "occupants"....at the time, there were two bodies in varying stages of dissection, but a long row of covered corpses greeted us as we entered...at the foot of each gurney, there was a sign that contained a name, age, occupation etc....I asked the director of the lab what the purpose was, and I'll never forget his reply-"It is to remind us on a daily basis, that once these husks were living, breathing individuals with hopes, dreams, families and the like. We never want to lose sight of the fact these were people, not merely lumps of flesh to be carved upon"...I really admired the dignity and respect that brought to a naturally morbid setting...Seeing everything was very cool though. She didn't seem real and I had to keep reminding myself that this was a real person. Honestly, you know how they say our body is just a shell? I believe that. It was a shell laying there. The personality was gone.
and only one Aggie ....This board has many concubines.........
I was the teacher's pet in my anatomy class, I got to sit with her and watch an video autopsy ... very interesting.I'm trying to imagine under what circumstances you "get to see" an autopsy. Please tell me it was somehow related to a class you were taking.
...you had an autopsy done in yer jeans????....