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I looked for other threads on this, but most of the threads are either on how to not faint, or how to study for anatomy, or people who are worried that dissections will be bad for them but find out it's okay.
We started dissecting this block and it is horrible. I hate the smell (doesn't everyone?) but the worst part is cutting into someone's dead body. I can't stand it. My table-mates are all happily digging into this body. The TA is just digging her fingers right in there and clotted blood and tissue are literally flying everywhere, her sleeves are soaked in blood, it was horrible. All I wanted to do was run out of the room. The cadaver was leaking everywhere, and every week it gets worse as the cadaver gets older and older, and the liquid fat runs out onto the table and the outside layers of the skin start to rub/peel off...I could go on, but you get the point. I was just standing there thinking "don't lock your knees, don't lock your knees, don't lock your knees". I have never run out of a teaching activity faster in my life. I was nauseous and dizzy, but I don't think I'm going to actually pass out or throw up, although I did say I felt faint so I could go stand in the hallway for five minutes.
How can I get through all this dissecting? I keep trying to tell myself that it is making me a better doctor, and that it is disrespectful to our donor to keep wanting to bolt from the room, but it's not helping very much. Is there any way that I can help myself to hate this less? Am I the only person who loathes this?
We started dissecting this block and it is horrible. I hate the smell (doesn't everyone?) but the worst part is cutting into someone's dead body. I can't stand it. My table-mates are all happily digging into this body. The TA is just digging her fingers right in there and clotted blood and tissue are literally flying everywhere, her sleeves are soaked in blood, it was horrible. All I wanted to do was run out of the room. The cadaver was leaking everywhere, and every week it gets worse as the cadaver gets older and older, and the liquid fat runs out onto the table and the outside layers of the skin start to rub/peel off...I could go on, but you get the point. I was just standing there thinking "don't lock your knees, don't lock your knees, don't lock your knees". I have never run out of a teaching activity faster in my life. I was nauseous and dizzy, but I don't think I'm going to actually pass out or throw up, although I did say I felt faint so I could go stand in the hallway for five minutes.
How can I get through all this dissecting? I keep trying to tell myself that it is making me a better doctor, and that it is disrespectful to our donor to keep wanting to bolt from the room, but it's not helping very much. Is there any way that I can help myself to hate this less? Am I the only person who loathes this?

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