Of dead bodies and such

Somehow, I just had a feeling that some people will pon going for the autopsy today (sorry, I meant, going to observe the autopsy demonstration), then when Wk drove into the mortuary carpark at 9.20am (when it’s supposed to start at 9am), and we saw just three people waving to us, I had the sinking feeling in my stomach that perhaps I should have stayed home afterall. We wanted to wait patiently (and hopefully) for the rest to arrive but the technician told us to go in and said that since only 7 of us are here (there’s supposed to be 28 of us in the group) we all get to (got forced to) gown up and go into the autopsy area (instead of going to the viewing gallery which we all intended to do as you get to see much clearer from there and can also escape from the stench and blood).
Yeah, I felt very cheated and upset that so many people pon, but I guess I wasn’t as upset as you would expect me (the ultimate pon-er) to be, because… well…. Personally, I thought the pathologist was quite hot. Err don’t ask me why I think that, I don’t know myself, maybe it’s his morbid sense of humour, or maybe it’s the masterful way he handles the bread knife (it’s actually called a long knife but to me, it looks exactly like the bread knife we see in café cartel) and eviscerates the organ (=the process of removing organs from the body cavity and removing fats from the organ). Whoo! *fans self*

Anyway, to borrow the words of the reg, we ‘struck jackpot today’ because he can show us a decomposing body. “Wow!” we all cheered and jumped for joy. Not!! I was extremely worried that I was going to puke as I get sick very easily, and kept hiding behind the guys, who moved forward very very unwillingly. And it all was very drama mama, cos before going in, the reg warned us abt what we’re going to see (green discolouration, distended abdomen, bacteria feeding on blood, maggots yada yada) and then brought us through this metal door that looks like those freezer doors into a room which had another metal door leading into the actual area where the body lies. And the moment I stepped through the door, the stench was overwhelming and five seconds later, I knew I was going to puke soon, so I breathed through my mouth, while everyone else tried not to breathe, and the reg kept making “come nearer” hand signals, I stood there paralysed with fear, dreading the moment when the reg will make the y-incision (and all stench and maggots break loose), watching as the scapel inched nearer and nearer the green body, and then dr I-think-he’s-hot burst into the room and told us to follow him out. I think I’ve never been happier to see anyone in my life (that was probably when I started to think he’s hot).

Afterwards, when we were relating the experience to the people from our cg who ponned, they were saying how heng no one fainted, and I piped up that I nearly did, and asked them what they would do if I fainted on the decomposed body. Amidst groans and “eeeewws”, WQ said that he wouldn’t lift a finger to help, but L kindly said that he might pull me up via the strings on my gown, and then leave me on the floor where no one would resus me, maybe just give me a swift kick now and then.

But we still managed to go for a good lunch later, and on our way there, we ran into the reg who was carrying what looked suspiciously like pig organ’s soup for lunch.