Day Two of the Ten Day Meme...

[savageseraph]

Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now
Day Two: Nine things about yourself. .
Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)
Day Seven: Four turn offs.
Day Eight: Three turn ons.
Day Nine: Two smileys that describe your life right now.
Day Ten: One confession.


When I was born and the doctors were taking me to weigh me, a scalpel was sticking out over the edge of the table and it cut my shoulder open. I have a faint scar there from where they had to stitch me back up.

I hate sweet potatoes but love sweet potato pie.

I broke my wrist rollerskating with my Girl Scout troop. However, I didn’t find out until months later when I went in for x-rays on my arm after falling on the ice on the way to school. Luckily, it healed straight and did not need to be rebroken and set.

I spent most of my early adolescence planning on going to college, then medical school, to be either a cardiac or neurosurgeon. However, the thing that gave me pause was how (or if) I could cope with losing patients.

Because of above, I’m probably the only English major with courses like immunology, cell physiology, biochemistry, and genetics to her credit.

I wrote a poem about a high school friend’s (best friend in grade and middle school) destructive behavior. The day I finished it, I found out she had gone to her parents’ cabin and blown her head off with a rifle. I couldn’t write anything for about a month after that.

I love puzzles of almost all kinds(logic, jigsaw, crossword, suduko) and games.

I aided in confiscating and making off with a skeleton (from anatomy lab) while in high school. My band and I carted it to my newspaper advisor’s office where we dressed it in his coat and hat. Yes, we did later strip and return it.

I once scorched may hair in AP chemistry lab lighting a Bunsen burner. WHOOOSH! I also sliced open the thumb of the hot guy I was dissecting a cat with in anatomy lab whilst he was pulling back the skin covering the ribs while I was slicing to free it from the fat and muscle beneath so we could peel it back and get at the ribs.

Comments

[silsbee329.livejournal.com]

The one about your friend... how awful...

And those delivery room folks should have been more careful with little you! *hugs*

These are great 'things about you'.

[savageseraph.livejournal.com]

The horrible thing about my friend was the fact that she was clearly sick for a long time, but it wasn't like we lived in a progressive area where mental illness would have been caught and treated. Looking back, there were things that just seemed like quirks at the time that were more like danger signs.

But hindsight is perfect, I suppose.

[blooddrop.livejournal.com]

Jeffrey began college as premed, too!!! Then he decided he'd rather work harder and make less money, so he went towards English lit.

[savageseraph.livejournal.com]

He was? Wow. The money didn't factor into it for me, much to my parents' chagrin, but I think I made the right choice.

[foxrafer.livejournal.com]

I'm just putting myself in the heads of the doctors and nurses when they sliced a newborn baby open. That's unbelievable.

I can relate to your worry about losing a patient. I always thought it'd be great to work in a vet's office (and when I was a kid at one point I wanted to be a vet) but I know I couldn't take it if any of the animals died.

I can't even imagine what it must have felt like to learn about your friend. *hugs*

I'm a huge puzzle fan. Games Magazine was my best friend when I was in junior high and high school and then I discovered Penny Press.

[savageseraph.livejournal.com]

Games Magazine! I used to read it more when I was younger, but like you, I like the Dell/Penny Press books more. I tend to favor the Dell ones.

I suppose the delivery room thing was shocking to the staff, but times were less litigous back then, so I bet there was less panic than there would be today.

Yes, to the vet thing too. It would be excruciating, and the pain of the loved ones in each case... No, I couldn't face it. It would undo me.

A mutual friend called my at college to tell me about the friend. I think I was just numb for a time, because it was so unexpected. And then, of course, there was the rush of "Was there anything I should have seen/known/done that could have stopped it?"

Sorry for spamming you in comments. I just realized how far behind I am in answering them.