For Christmas this year I'd like not to be a Spaz

So, i've had a good summer. I never finished up my blog for anatomy -- it ended well though. I got at A!

Since completing the class though, i have been traveling around to look at fish in various museums. I am getting better at looking at them, though i still am not an expert. Something i certainly need to work out is species diversity.

You'll be pleased to know that i did not break any fish during these visits, and the nice men at the University of Florida laughed at me instead of scolded me when i reminded them about how i DID actually break a couple of their fish.

I'm off to go fishing for deep sea sharks today to end my summer just perfectly. In preparation for this, i tried to make an automated response for my emails... WELL -- it worked, but too well. Because instead of replying to just knew messages, it replied to everything in my inbox! So i am sorry if any of you got several messages from me this morning :-/

OK my friends. I hope to get some good pictures.

Burned Out -- Days 21-32

The countdown to the end of my stiff summer challenge has begun and we commence in five days. Here’s a review of what I’ve experienced since last I divulged.

There was a lot of sawing during the head and neck unit. We’ve already scalped the skull, removed the cap to examine the brain and features of the inside of the braincase, chiseled an orbit, and wack-o-moled (yes it’s a verb) the ear region. The jaw was no exception as we used a hand-held rotary to break off the jaw above the level of the teeth but below the joint. From this aspect we could see the various muscles responsible for chewing and many additional blood vessels and nerves to follow. This was fun, but the real kicker was sawing the head in half. Yes, that is right. Everybody took hands with a hand saw and we bisected the skull to see what everything looks like from the inside. Picks and blades uncovered sinuses and air cells. I know understand what hurts when I get a sinus headache. And of course, following blood vessels was like crack and I did it with gusto.

I’m not impressed with how I did on the second module exam and I was down as a result. I went out with other students in the program and we had a really good time at a local bar with great happy hour prices. I milked my three drinks over five hours and was nicely buzzed for the whole of the evening. When I got home I realized just how tired I was though and tried to go to sleep with little success. I harassed via email before realizing my recipient was on the road, woke up several times throughout the night to check the time, and finally drove to the train station at 6AM to catch a train into the city for breakfast with a friend from highs school and a productive day of work at the American Museum of Natural History. That’s right – I took a day off from dead people for dead fish!!! I also slacked the following morning and bonded once again with womping friend at the Target® -- what an amazing store.

The following Sunday I was back into the swing of things dissected the brachial plexus, tying colored threads around the trunks, divisions, and cords of the network of nerves responsible for everything our arms can do. Three more days of arm muscles and I feel more equipped to work out properly and prevent my arms for taking the shape that all other women on the maternal side of my family possess later in life. I already have the precursors of arms that wave twice and I will rectify the situation with simple exercises designed to keep my shoulders back and my arms toned. I should just finally start those exercises.

The hand lab was pretty interesting too. We’ve been awed by pulling on tendons and making the fingers wave. It freaked one guy out when I pulled the flexor digitorum profundus and caused all the fingers to curl inwards like an old crone – he shivered and I followed up with “I’ll get you my pretty,” and my best witch’s cackle.

The final stretch of the course is the lower limb. So last Thursday we dissected the ass and back of the thigh… Let me tell you ladies, Pilates is our friend. The most fat we removed from Penny’s body was around her rear and thighs. My lab mates and I all held about 5 lbs in our hands at one point. It was thick, yellow, and dense. We filled up a decent sized bucket with all of it the in end. Beneath the exceptional lipid layer were muscles that were not well developed, but not as atrophied as those in her arms. And because she was preserved in fat, her muscles weren’t jerky like.

I learned that my knees are knocked most likely cause I have wide hips and my femur (thigh bone) has a pronounced angle from the hip-socket. I may also have a problem with popping beneath my kneecaps for the same reason – a problem that has persisted since around junior high. As I developed my ‘curves’ the muscles on the sides of my legs pulled the kneecap from its natural tract across the other bones in my knee.

The next few days will be below the knees – I’m really interested in learning more about the feet.

Catch Up

There is no way that i will write about each day and do it justice since i last posted. I am going to write something soon though that summarizes these last couple weeks. In very short, I'm Burned Out. More to come.

Module Two: Head and Neck Days 15-20

We jumped right back into things after Exam One was completed – and I’m reluctant to say, this has been a disappointing module thus far with few exceptions.

Tuesday marked day 15 and the superficial face dissection. Penny had some chubby cheeks and finding her facial vein and artery was like trying to find the hidden image in the magic eye picture http://www.magiceye.com/. With a little help from a TA we uncovered vessels towards the end. This was not an exception.

Day 16-18 we looked at the brain. I really looked forward to this part BUT the formalin solution that we keep the brains in is rather strong – one girl’s eyes water constantly and I just get instant migraine. I’ve had to take an imitrex everyday so far. Once again, not an exception. The general brain morphology is also difficult to judge due to discoloring post mordem – what was red is now dull grey-brown, what was gray is now dull grey-brown ad what was white is now – you get the picture. We finished each of these labs pretty quickly and I used the extra time for sleep. We were BORED – very much so. This was a bummer. At least we reached the halfway point!

Monday, day 19 was a different story however. It was eye and ear day. I got to use a saw and that made me happy. One girl took the chisel to the roof of Penny’s orbit chipping down so we could get a better view of muscles. Then, I took a handsaw to the frontal bone on either side of the orbit so we cut see the whole eyeball. Job well done and then I let another labmate differentiate muscles while I helped to find the lacrimal gland – also, no lacrimal gland – and amazingly, not much eyeball either! In addtion to donating her body to science, Penny donated her corneas. We wondered why her eyes looked like plastic with small little white rings on it – that’s because it was plastic. We lifted the plastic off to reveal cotton balls – her iris and lens was still there too, which explains why it still seemed like she could see. I peered straight into the back of the eye and we saw retinas (hey erin – “My retinas, My retinas!”) I shined a light from behind the eyes to let people see the ‘blind spot’ – oh, wicked cool. With the lack of structure to the eye, we were able to find both the inferior oblique AND inferior rectus muscle – I love having this freak of a body sometimes!

Same day was the ears – external morphology – blah blah blah – I have my own ears. It was those teeny-tiny bones inside that I was interested in. The professor said to take a chisel to the side of the ear from the inside and then pop it up from the top. So I did just that, not before asking if I ran the risk of smashing through all the good bits. He mocked me and said “Of course you run the risk, but do it anyway” – wack wack wack and a few more for good measure, I had removed the petrous part of the temporal bone (aka middle and inner ear). Then the professor said, “Uh oh, you may have gone too deep.” He and I explored this cave in her head and discovered however that I had not gone too deep and I had in fact produced yet another ‘text book’ example of anatomy – with plate 94 in Netter guiding us, we found the malleus (articular) incus (quadrate) and staples (oh how I miss you hyomandibula). Oh it was incredible! AND SO SMALL – I would love to sit in on a Eustachian tube surgery (kids who get ear infections a lot have this done) – it’s a miniscule tube and they put something in it??? I spent a bunch of time reviewing the ear with other groups coming over to see me “beat the tympani with the mallet” – after our quiz the next day, a student actually came over to say thank you for helping her cuz she was one of the few who was able to answer that question correctly ☺ I like teaching, especially stuff like that to people who actually care too. This class has been really good for me – I would totally seek a job with this as a major component.

And finally yesterday, the quiz and day 20 – not bad considering the lack of effort I showed last week during brains. Dissection should have taken 15 minutes, but fat blocked the way to her neck muscles and Penny’s nerve plexus in that region were weak. We relied on other bodies to learn that part.

Oh boy! Three new posts!

I’ve been busy and have neglected my blog. Instead of busy this evening though, I am procrastinating so posted several days worth of cadaver chronicles. Please forgive me as I am surely leaving out delightful ditties in my recap tonight – enjoy!

Exam One:

When I say that I had the worst headache of my life on the eve of my first exam I am not joking. It started around 4:30. I had spent the last 30 minutes of so making finishing touches on a birthday card I put together in photoshop, my eyes were a little tired and my neck hurt a wee-bit. My dad called and we chatted and I said, “I think I’m getting a headache.” He hung up and I decided to go lie down at the beach. But I forgot my sunglasses so after drifting in and out for an hour in the sand, half listening to the annoying high-school aged lifeguards boast, I gave up and returned to the office, where I promptly took an imitrex. This was at 6:30 – at 7 I was on the couch in agony – at 8 I was dry heaving in the women’s room – at 8:15 I took a second imitrex and tried to sleep again – by 9:15 I needed to go home and felt well enough to drive. I braced myself for the elevator ride down 6 floors but was not prepared enough. Thank goodness nobody stood in my way – I b-lined to the women’s room on the 2nd floor and proceeded to vomit for the next 10 minutes or so . With secretions that are supposed to be limited to the 2nd part of the duodenum (day nine) now up my nose, I was tearing and coughing, wishing desperately for a toothbrush. A couple rinse-and-spits later, I was staggering my way to the car where to my unbounded relief, I found dentine-ice gum that had been in my brother’s car no less than one year and devoured two pieces. I made it home in one piece, dove into bed, and woke up the next morning eager to take my exam. That is until my migraine started to return around lunchtime! I took another imitrex, ate a little food so as not to faint, and went to the lab. Two hours later I was done with the practical and felt sure I’d effed up more than handful of questions because of the cloudy state I was in. The lecture exam was good though and I walked away from that pretty pleased. I am happy to report that I missed only 4 on the lab – two because i wasn't specific enough, one i second guessed myself (curses), and one because i didn't know. i missed one dumb question on the written and two i honestly didn't know. So, all-in-all, I didn't f-up... I finished the Thoraco-Abdominal Module and i scored a 93.8% on that final – I’m hoping for over 95% on the next exam.

Days Eleven and Twelve: The Pelvis

To start day eleven, we had to split the body in half through the pelvis. The instruction manual said to “start at the right of the clitoris and stay to the right going through the vulva." It was me, 3 other girls, and 1 guy. I start cutting and was like "where do i go next?" the girls were all "where's the vulva?" Under one girls breath I hear "My mirror stays in the drawer." And who knows -- maybe the guy just didn't know what he was looking at before then... After we got over the laughing, I decided to walk over to another table to see what they did. There was a young looking guy there and he said, "well we cut kinda wrong. cuz we went to far away from the cli... -- I can't say that word" and he turned beat red and started giggling. I looked at him and said "Cli-to-ris?" i told the group to make him say it seven times out loud. Lots of blushing that day by the young men in that class. Well, after satisfactorily determining where to cut, I made a nice bisection through the right crus of the clitoris, the anterior and posterior walls of the vagina and stopped just before the anus and rectum, cuz it was still full. BUT – one of the professors, my new hero came over and wiped her clean and we proceeded to examine the rest of the urogenital organs.

On day twelve we discovered that Penny’s cancer must have spread. She was missing her right ovary and there were hundreds of small cell masses surrounding her uterus and body wall all the way up to her diaphragm and ribs. We therefore worked on her left side for once. I forgot to not that during work on the abdomen, we bisected her kidneys. The left kidney was only half the side of her right and this was on par with the missing left lung and asymmetric body thus far). The ovary was pretty cool – surrounded by scar tissue for decades of ovulation. Her fallopian tubes were small and sinuous and her uterus was normal (about the size of a hockey puck – don’t get me started on what it expands to during pregnancy).

I learned this region pretty well and spent the remainder of the lab teaching other people this system because EVERYBODY came to our table to view the female urogenital system. I was exhausted by the end but new the va-j-j and friends so well that I described them again during the weekend review session – a student called me the TA in front of the professor actually holding the review. SWEET! Later that night, my mom got a KICK out of me describing this to her, especially when I said I told people to pinch the clitoris between their fingers so they could find it and said “Here it is!” I’m glad she has an open mind and doesn’t freak out when I say things like “find the clitoris.”