The Realist's Thoughts

Monday, June 26, 2006

The Autopsy

Did I post this already? Damn. That thing better have posted because I had a lot of emotion in that one. I hate technology. Yes it got deleted. So here's the uncreative version.

Today I had my rotations to the medical examiner's office. I thought I would be behind a glass observing the procedure, seeing the organs. But it wasn't that. I was literally two inches away from two males that died yesturday. One twenty-two-year old and another white male. One suicide, one homicide (multiple gunshot wounds). They were two bodies to me and it was impersonal. Then I found out the details. Twenty-two-year old was a bystander to a drive by. The contents of his pockets and his clothes lay on the floor. Blue boxers, jeans, some money, and two condoms. He was clearly not thinking about dying. The other one was a suicide. He was a white male, I forget how old. He was a little chubby, curly black hair, receeding hairline.


ok so here's the short version...sorry.

I had a really rough day. So I knew we would be heading over to the medical examiner's. No biggie, I've seen cadavers disected before and all that, guts and stuff don't gross me out.

But no it's not the blood and squishies. It's the fact that this person was alive and walking around yesturday. It's the fact that one 22 year old not much older than dan or you or me was dead because of a drive by and he didn't even have a gun on him, any gang tattoos (or any tattoos for that matter). And also he looked like the spitting image of travis. i'm not joking. The same hair, the same bone structure. Save, this guy was a little taller than travis. Dude he was like not even a foot away from me. twenty of us went to observe an autopsy. Also on the other table which I did not expect, was a suicide victim. Ani i'm not joking when I say he looked like Owen but younger. The same lack of hair, the armenianish nose etc. etc. While I was there it was fine, but when i came back to school and could still smell them in my throat and see them I got a little more upset. But what can you do? People get shot everyday, people commit suicide everyday. It's just natural. I guess the way I look at it is, yeah it's unfortunate but what can I do about it? Well I'm gonna become a doctor and I can probably help. Who knows what kind I'll become, maybe I can help resucitate (sp?) a 22 year old black male that was at the wrong place at the wrong time.

I think I'll get over it. I just wasn't expecting to see two people that look so similar to people in my life.

Sunday, June 11, 2006

Lovin my roomies

I love it in NJ. I miss my friends and family but I love the new ones I've made. I probably will loose touch but it would be nice to think that they'll keep in touch and we'll be a pre-med support system for us. My roomie is so dynamic, and she's a sarcastic little confident bitch like me. I love it. Most of us are really motivated and I'm afraid to be nerdy around them. The guys are, for the most part gentlemen.

We went to NYC this weekend. It was hot suff. lol. We went to times sq. ground zero, um...yeah i can't remember much else. ESPN zone. Rode on the party bike. Don't ask what that is. Anyway, calc is kicking my ass. I don't like logarithms. Poo on them. Gtg.

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

What's up at NJ--first day of classes

I'm meeting too many people to count! I met this guy named Raul. He's from Havana, Cuba originally. Then this brownie from Guiana (It's this country not on the map near Brazil and Venezeula). and his name is Narpat. He's so cool. We're all pretty nerdy. the workload is good, it's intense. There are midterms and exams and shit. And if Medschool puts me on a waiting list they call this program sometimes to see what kind of grades I got here so it could bump me into or out of med school. Potentially. You know how it is applying for school. But it is in my best interest to do well here. Um...my roomate Wenimo's from Nigeria and she's really cool. She lives in NJ but I'm going by origins only. We're all going to see The Omen on sunday. And we're having a party in my room at some point because like at Simmons I have like the biggest Suite.

How is the job hunting? I hope it's going well. I hope someone hires you because youre bodatiously gorgeously glamorous.


PS. I still hate orgo. At least my professor's really cool this time around.