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We got to look at cadavers in the anatomy lab today. It was the BOMB. Table 1 was a woman with a HUGE green liver (she died of colon cancer). Table 2 was "Roscoe" who had many, many tattoos of the prison kind ... PSI, what's that mean? Other than pound per square inch. Whatever. I got to make his tendons move on his leg and that is all that matters.

We had one person leave the room, but no fainters or upchuckers. The movies lie.