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I observed an autopsy this morning and it was…difficult. I'm an MS1, and my class just finished anatomy a few weeks ago. I adored anatomy. I loved cutting. I had no problems dealing with the death aspect of the lab. I think maybe that is because the cadavers donated their bodies for our education. I didn't try to treat my cadaver like a piece of flesh – I liked thinking about who he possibly was and I was thankful for his donation. Most people don't choose to have an autopsy, though - it is a decision made for them after death. I had problems separating the body during autopsy from the person she had been just a few days before, and unlike anatomy lab, it was a problem this time.
I was surprised by how violent the autopsy procedure is, especially compared to the delicacy used during most dissections in lab. In autopsy, the organs are literally chopped up by a giant knife and shoved back inside the body in a plastic bag. I know that autopsies are important and can tell us a lot of information that might help with future diagnosis, etc, but the techniques seemed almost disrespectful. It also bothered me a bit that there was no real relationship with the body. After spending so much time with my cadaver, I felt like I knew him – but this felt more like shoving bodies through assembly-line style. On top of these feelings, things were just so fresh, smells so rancid (the GI smell was made worse by the fact that it was not entirely foreign to me – it was mostly new and gross, but there was a slight familiarity from the scent of feces which just reminded me that this was a product of the human body). I'm glad I had a chance to see what autopsies are all about, and check pathology (at least forensic) off my list of potential future careers, but I found very little about the experience to be enjoyable. (And PS: The body next to the one we were working on was a suicide victim....hanging....my first experience ever with suicide...and he looked quite a lot like my uncle. That whole little bonus didn't make things any easier.)
So after this autopsy, I have 2 worries:
1) I won't be able to emotionally separate myself from the patient and their loved ones when that is needed to get the job done. I certainly don't want to forget that we work on people, but I don't want to have a breakdown Izzy Stevens style, especially in front of patients/families. I haven't yet come to my own conclusion about life after death, and I can get fairly emotional about the issue.
2) I will continue to be grossed out by smells and sights and live throughout the clinical years always worried if the next case or rotation will make me light headed and needing to excuse myself from the room.
Anybody have comments? I would especially love to hear from any older students who maybe felt like me but found they were worried about nothing once they spent a couple weeks in the hospital.
Thanks.
I was surprised by how violent the autopsy procedure is, especially compared to the delicacy used during most dissections in lab. In autopsy, the organs are literally chopped up by a giant knife and shoved back inside the body in a plastic bag. I know that autopsies are important and can tell us a lot of information that might help with future diagnosis, etc, but the techniques seemed almost disrespectful. It also bothered me a bit that there was no real relationship with the body. After spending so much time with my cadaver, I felt like I knew him – but this felt more like shoving bodies through assembly-line style. On top of these feelings, things were just so fresh, smells so rancid (the GI smell was made worse by the fact that it was not entirely foreign to me – it was mostly new and gross, but there was a slight familiarity from the scent of feces which just reminded me that this was a product of the human body). I'm glad I had a chance to see what autopsies are all about, and check pathology (at least forensic) off my list of potential future careers, but I found very little about the experience to be enjoyable. (And PS: The body next to the one we were working on was a suicide victim....hanging....my first experience ever with suicide...and he looked quite a lot like my uncle. That whole little bonus didn't make things any easier.)
So after this autopsy, I have 2 worries:
1) I won't be able to emotionally separate myself from the patient and their loved ones when that is needed to get the job done. I certainly don't want to forget that we work on people, but I don't want to have a breakdown Izzy Stevens style, especially in front of patients/families. I haven't yet come to my own conclusion about life after death, and I can get fairly emotional about the issue.
2) I will continue to be grossed out by smells and sights and live throughout the clinical years always worried if the next case or rotation will make me light headed and needing to excuse myself from the room.
Anybody have comments? I would especially love to hear from any older students who maybe felt like me but found they were worried about nothing once they spent a couple weeks in the hospital.
Thanks.