you know what would have been even better? Walking around with an eyepatch all the while carrying the little clear plastic bag. And when people look at you, just tell them you got a new one on the marketplace, you're going to get it attached at the hospital :D.
Funny comment about the eye patch. The photos are pretty gross. Glad my kids aren't doing that. Of course this comes from someone who sticks her hands up the bottom of a chicken and pulls everything out.
Wow, that thing is huge! Though maybe not, since there's nothing there to give a sense of perspective. But, um, I'm glad it's not me doing the dissection... I did a heart and a fetal pig in high school, but an eye seems significantly more disturbing. Actually I was present at a cataract operation once (I was supposed to be translating if necessary) but had to leave. Luckily someone else was there to cover...
Lynda, I am sorry, you're kinda right, though I would also be pretty interested. I got served a sheeps head once in Cairo, complete with eyeballs. Mmmmmmm.
Elpadawan, Ohohohohoh I soooo SHOULD have done that! It would have been hilarious. They all stare at us anyway, why not deserve it??
Hula girl...I so wish I had thought if that...Eldest would have died of embarassment *heheheheee*
Beth, I am sincerely sorry. Sort of.
Theresa, it certainly is grafic isn't it...it is kind of interesting to see how the muscles attach.
Dawn, I hope the chickens are dead. Do you wring their necks too? If you say yes, you will have my undying amiration.
Kate and Michele, I am sorry, I should have put something in to give perspective. Lets see, it is bigger than a grape, lets say about the size of a lichee.
Eldest said that one of the girls had to leave, and when I dissected fetal pigs way back when, one of the boys went a truely startling pale green and had to go lean against a wall outside. I have never been troubled that way, though I would rather not be a butcher for a living.
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Oh that is totally gross!!! eeewwwwwww!
you know what would have been even better? Walking around with an eyepatch all the while carrying the little clear plastic bag. And when people look at you, just tell them you got a new one on the marketplace, you're going to get it attached at the hospital :D.
An eye patch...he he. The things we do for our children.
The morning is not starting off well. Just came from Dorky Dad's post about barf. And now this.
"In case it popped" !!!
Eeeew, nasty!
Funny comment about the eye patch. The photos are pretty gross. Glad my kids aren't doing that. Of course this comes from someone who sticks her hands up the bottom of a chicken and pulls everything out.
Wow, that thing is huge! Though maybe not, since there's nothing there to give a sense of perspective. But, um, I'm glad it's not me doing the dissection... I did a heart and a fetal pig in high school, but an eye seems significantly more disturbing. Actually I was present at a cataract operation once (I was supposed to be translating if necessary) but had to leave. Luckily someone else was there to cover...
how big is that? tennis ball? golf ball?
bleah.
Lynda, I am sorry, you're kinda right, though I would also be pretty interested. I got served a sheeps head once in Cairo, complete with eyeballs. Mmmmmmm.
Elpadawan, Ohohohohoh I soooo SHOULD have done that! It would have been hilarious. They all stare at us anyway, why not deserve it??
Hula girl...I so wish I had thought if that...Eldest would have died of embarassment *heheheheee*
Beth, I am sincerely sorry. Sort of.
Theresa, it certainly is grafic isn't it...it is kind of interesting to see how the muscles attach.
Dawn, I hope the chickens are dead. Do you wring their necks too? If you say yes, you will have my undying amiration.
Kate and Michele, I am sorry, I should have put something in to give perspective. Lets see, it is bigger than a grape, lets say about the size of a lichee.
Eldest said that one of the girls had to leave, and when I dissected fetal pigs way back when, one of the boys went a truely startling pale green and had to go lean against a wall outside. I have never been troubled that way, though I would rather not be a butcher for a living.
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