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Friday, April 28, 2006 Emotional Poooo.... You know, I have this thing about the unknown. It fascinates me, scares me, and I usually cannot get enough no matter what it is. I always want to know more about the deep ocean, aliens, ghosts, spirits, and death. Yesterday I had the opportunity to watch an autopsy video in school and well, I did. A man from the morgue here in Burque who had been in the business for a while, came and talked to us before viewing the film. My classmate and good friend, a guy who was a med examiner tech in Jersey, sat right beside me to look out for me I suppose. I think he was expecting me to faint, puke, or something. The feeling in my stomach before it began was unexplainable... In my childhood, I grew up on a cattle feedyard and it was nothing new for me to help the veterinarian do autopsies on the dead cattle. He would rip their stomach open and go from there. When I started watching this film, I got the very same feeling. There was no compassion for this man lying on his back on the table. It was if the examiners worked at a packing plant or butcher shop. I wont go into any details, but the thought of this happening to small children or loved ones, just killed me. I made it through the entire film, with my friend nudging me to leave the room a few times before it was over. I cannot explain the feeling it left me with, but I will say that I will never be the same.. |
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