Another slight wrinkle in the plans

[cjsmith]

I was informed last night in no uncertain terms that if I become a veterinarian, in fact beginning from the moment I become a veterinary student, I am not to come home and discuss "What I Did Today" with rfrench. He doesn't even want to hear a highly-edited-and-sanitized verbal description of a picture in that sports medicine book.

*big dramatic sigh*

[In the spirit of full disclosure I must admit I keep looking at some of those photos in an attempt to wear down my OH NO ICK YIKES reaction.]

Comments

[quasigeostrophy.livejournal.com]

Oddly enough, I seem to be getting more squickable as I get older. I used to be able to watch The Operation on The Learning Channel (human surgery show in graphic detail) and was fascinated. Open-heart surgeries, brain surgeries, hernia repairs, all fascinating. Then one day they showed a face lift. I had no idea the term was so literal. Ever since, I've had a bit less tolerance for grossness (I've never really liked the horror movie subgenre I refer to as "splatter movies", either). I've also noticed less tolerance since my first hernia repair surgery way back in 1992. I used to be able to watch a lot of my own procedures, and I still get curious to a degree, but before that surgery, as they were drawing seven vials of blood for the lab, I started getting queasy around number 4. Now I can still watch work being done on me except blood draws. :-)

[cjsmith.livejournal.com]

I'm way more squickable than you are. I can't watch a needle being waved around near me, and just feeling the sensations that make it through local anaesthetic is seriously queasymaking.

At least I know I CAN improve. I used to have a very hard time giving Duchess her subcutaneous injections. Now I could do subcutaneous injections all day.