Four years I spent in the blistery, blundery, wet, and frighteningly cold winters of Kansas City at my wonderful alma mater. Four years of inches upon inches of snow. Four years of threats and follow-throughs of ice, sleet, and freezing rain. Four years of sub-freezing temperatures and sub-zero wind chills and some of the most brutal winters of my young fragile life and NOT ONCE did I EVER get a snow day. Sure we had people cancel class every now and then, but never by a hardcore science professor. Those hours of hoping and praying for an ice storm of monumental proportions to cancel an organic final were all for naught. But alas, in the supposed-to-be warmer climate of Little Rock, Arkansas, at the higher educational institution of UAMS medical school, I have a snow day. YIPPEE!
Today there is just a wee bit of ice on the roads but enough to cancel classes. We're all pretty excited as it gives us one extra study day for our exam on Monday. We are about to wrap up our pelvic dissections and will not have anymore dates with Ms. Ethel for a whole month.
I should probably include in this post an apology to our dear Ms. Ethel. I said some comments in my last post that were questionable in some peoples' minds. Ms. Ethel has been a lovely specimen for us and I would like to extend an apology to her should I have offended her. We are done with our probing of your private parts Ms. Ethel.
Zane and Hunter were still apparently not satisfied of my introduction of them in my post here. So I would also like to say that they are a couple of pretty cool dudes. But, unfortunately for them, that's not what she said.
Amy demands an apology and a correction for my statements of her in my last post. I may have exaggerated a little bit about her being Indian. She's more like a Vietnamese. However she could have maybe been from a certain Indian Vietnamese tribe??? No person shall probably ever know the answer to that. So I will stand to make that correction. However I still stand by my other statements. Well I don't know much of anything else. Off to studying.
Friday, January 29, 2010
Sunday, January 24, 2010
M-Day Plus 168
So I received some of the best news I've heard all year long the other day. Little Rock is finally getting a Buffalo Wild Wings. Jake was right. Life is Good!
A lot has happened lately. We started school somewhere in the beginning of January. It's too long ago for me to recall. During those first couple of weeks we learned about poo. Our professor kicked off the entire unit by dancing around the lecture hall in a colon shaped tube spewing out what I assume were Tootsie Rolls. I didn't care to figure out what it was though. My friends had to restrain me that day. I was ready with my knife to pounce on him and perform an operation. As is my apparent calling in life. (Don't understand this? Read one of my previous posts.)
So while studying poo we got to look at everything that makes poo, gas, and all the other fun stuff down there. We cut into Ethel's belly which remarkably didn't have much fat. Pretty surprising since the entire rest of her body was composed of only fat. There wasn't anything unusual in her belly I don't think. No nematodes, green army men, or hamsters in there. Must mean she had a relatively normal diet.
After we looked at her belly we decided to gut her. Just like a fish. :) I love fishing. We cut out her gizzards so that we could "see them better". We had to go clean them out and prepare them for further viewing. In the midst of this process the small intestine almost went down the garbage disposal. This would have been pretty amusing in all honesty.
Ok now, my lab group has been all up in my case for not having mentioned their names in my posts. They think I'm ashamed or embarrassed by them. I think this is a good time to mention them. Zane and Hunter are a couple guys in my lab group. I blame them for having almost lost the intestine down the garbage disposal.
So that was a few weeks ago. This past week we have started a new unit. We have moved to the pelvis and perineum. What does this mean for gross lab and for Ethel? It basically means that we are in the midst of a 2 week rape session of Ethel. It's ok though because all of her friends around the lab are receiving similar treatment. Even the guys. We're actually pretty nice to her, relatively speaking. Some of her other friends had tree trimmers and saws taken to their legs and torso. Ethel is, well, mostly in tact at the moment.
So there is a fourth member of our lab group I didn't mention earlier. Her name is Amy. She is Indian. She is the one responsible for most of the raping of Ethel. Pretty interesting if you ask me.
Well this is all I know for now. Random news, I got a new bike which will be put to some good use in the near future.
Also, I think this is very funny and a good point to end on. The Daytona 500 is on Valentine's Day this year.
A lot has happened lately. We started school somewhere in the beginning of January. It's too long ago for me to recall. During those first couple of weeks we learned about poo. Our professor kicked off the entire unit by dancing around the lecture hall in a colon shaped tube spewing out what I assume were Tootsie Rolls. I didn't care to figure out what it was though. My friends had to restrain me that day. I was ready with my knife to pounce on him and perform an operation. As is my apparent calling in life. (Don't understand this? Read one of my previous posts.)
So while studying poo we got to look at everything that makes poo, gas, and all the other fun stuff down there. We cut into Ethel's belly which remarkably didn't have much fat. Pretty surprising since the entire rest of her body was composed of only fat. There wasn't anything unusual in her belly I don't think. No nematodes, green army men, or hamsters in there. Must mean she had a relatively normal diet.
After we looked at her belly we decided to gut her. Just like a fish. :) I love fishing. We cut out her gizzards so that we could "see them better". We had to go clean them out and prepare them for further viewing. In the midst of this process the small intestine almost went down the garbage disposal. This would have been pretty amusing in all honesty.
Ok now, my lab group has been all up in my case for not having mentioned their names in my posts. They think I'm ashamed or embarrassed by them. I think this is a good time to mention them. Zane and Hunter are a couple guys in my lab group. I blame them for having almost lost the intestine down the garbage disposal.
So that was a few weeks ago. This past week we have started a new unit. We have moved to the pelvis and perineum. What does this mean for gross lab and for Ethel? It basically means that we are in the midst of a 2 week rape session of Ethel. It's ok though because all of her friends around the lab are receiving similar treatment. Even the guys. We're actually pretty nice to her, relatively speaking. Some of her other friends had tree trimmers and saws taken to their legs and torso. Ethel is, well, mostly in tact at the moment.
So there is a fourth member of our lab group I didn't mention earlier. Her name is Amy. She is Indian. She is the one responsible for most of the raping of Ethel. Pretty interesting if you ask me.
Well this is all I know for now. Random news, I got a new bike which will be put to some good use in the near future.
Also, I think this is very funny and a good point to end on. The Daytona 500 is on Valentine's Day this year.
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