i'm having a really really really really bad body image moment. i'm trying really hard not to freak out. i dont know how to handle this because i feel like nothing is ever going to change.
so i'm going to talk about dissections, because that's what i do.
i tried to dissect a face today, but the one face was really dried out because our school is cheap and we didn't have a body bag for that one. so i went to dissect the male's face (which we had a body bag for), but one of the students working on that body was really weirded out by that and asked me not to. after she left, dr Forbes and i got sidetracked with the eye muscles, so we started trying to find those. then i wanted to cut the eye out, which i've never done before. it was weird. really weird. it took awhile because i was afraid it was going to burst, even though everyone kept telling me that's not possible. Dr forbes pushed on it and said "you could run it over with your car and it wouldn't burst" ok ok, so i cut out around it and cut the optic nerve to free it, which was tricky because i couldn't see what i was doing and if i was down far enough, but i was, so i got it out. and it was cool. i wanted to do more, and i want to do a cross section, possibly, just to see. but the next class was about to start so we had to put everything away.
dr forbes is cool. he loves dissecting, too, and encourages me to dissect whatever i want. he laughs and said, "andi, me and you have the same sickness" i'm going to miss him.
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