I think I went through most of the topics around here and I don't think I found one similar to mine, and since I've been encouraged to go ahead with it  this is it: the main idea is to share strange, creepy or even disgusting things that you have experienced, that you have seen first hand, and that look like a real life horror movie scene. You can even share odd or bizarre customs from your countries but you have to make it interesting.

I'll obviously go first. As a former Law School student I was given the opportunity to visit the City Morgue and watch an autopsy being performed as part of the senior year Legal Medicine course. Most of my class were excited at first, but not more then 8 of us showed up on the big day. Our professor insisted that he perform the autopsy on "a piece of fresh meat" as he put it so he was keeping his fingers (and toes) crossed that hopefully SOMEONE had died that morning. And wouldn't you know it - we got "lucky" as an Igor- double pushed the body of a 38 year-old man into the autopsy room. The poor wretch had fallen asleep behind the wheel that very morning. The wife, kid and brother-in-law had also died on the spot and we never got to see the vehicle or what was left of it. The professor was genuinely happy and "dug right in". There wasn't much left of the head, so he didn't have to remove the scalp and open the skull or anything - he just pointed to whatever shreds there were left of the brain (not many, by the way, we soon found out that most of his brain was still being clean off the truck he and his family had crashed into that morning) Next he started to cut the body open using a scalpel starting from just below the chin and gradually going down to the genital area, explaining and exposing different organs and lesions all the way. Yes, basically he was gutting the guy like a pig. The body didn't smell or anything, since the man had died just hours ago, but when the professor opened the abdominal cavity it DID start to smell...really bad. Using his crafty little fingers and his trusted little friends (different scalpels, saws and all the cutting, bone-crashing, rib-cracking things you can imagine) with a cut here and a crack there, the entire digestive system of the guy lay on a different table right next to us (Yes, I also thought - Event Horizon) Basically that was the "high light" of the autopsy. He did do a little work on the right arm, since the left forearm was missing and we also gout a pretty good look at the hipbones because the dead guy had suffered this massive fracture and his hipbones had tore their way from below his skin and muskles and were in plain sight.

One of my former colleagues, this very stuck-up girl, probably wanted to show off her strong nerves so when the autopsy was finished she quickly took out her mobile phone and snapped a few pictures of the oeuvre, and then marched out like the diva she thought she was...and as soon as she got the first breath of fresh air in her lungs she DROPPED to the ground and fainted!  The ambulance had to take her away!  What a moron...

Well that was my story but there is more where that came from and I'm saving it for later posts. Plus, who knows what could happen tomorrow?  

So now it's your turn!

Have fun with it...       

That.  Is a brilliant story.  I feel as if I'm either watching or doing the autopsy myself.  I will go in a similar vein (pun intended) from my freshman year of high school.

See, I don't know if it's just me but dissection was big at my original high school (before I moved from Louisiana to Maryland.)  They had a middle and lower school too so it went like this:  7th grade:  dissect an earthworm.  If memory serves, I cut too deep and severed the intestinal tube.  There really is only one tube.  It's a simple creature.  8th grade:  dissect a frog.  I always had cutting problems so with the frog I couldnt get in deep enough and was afraid I'd cut something again.  I do distinctly remember cracking the frog's jaw though as part of it I think.  Anyway, someone opened it up for us and we removed the heart and the stomach I think, etc.  Tanked the lab practical on that though.  21 frogs layed out in a room with dissection flags leading to questions.  I didn't do the dissection well so the practical didn't work at all for me.  Freshman year though...Fetal pig dissection.  Again, tough to get through the skin.  But the story that made that was...the day before it began we were asked to stay late instead of going to our usual club and assembly period (where one can also get breakfast).  It was there that the bio teacher decided to regale us with the wonderful stories and innerworkings....of the average pork processing plant.  He discussed what goes into sausage, spam, hot dogs...and mentioned that they kill some pigs by running them down this path and then jabbing them in the skull with a pole that has a bullet on the end causing quick death.  At the conclusion he said....OK, now who wants some sausage???

I shudder to think what wouldve happened if I stayed at the school long enough for AP bio.  I've seen photos...of their afterschool cat dissections.  That apparently, from the photo, involve first skinning said cat...then playing with the skin for photo ops????  lol

I have too many, but whateve..here's a few for now

When I was four, my dad thought it was necessary to take me into the woods and show me how to gut a pig. He hung the pig by its back feet, slit the stomach open, and pulled out the intestines. Those were the most memorable part, and the blood stained grass I'll never forget it.

The last few weeks I've been in lab dissecting cats (my cat is named Mr.Mittens) and brains, but our cadavers come pre-dissected. We just use them to study. When we started skinning the cats, I was trying to pull back the fur and skin, but I squeezed to hard and squirted my lab partner with blood and embalming fluid. Oops! She was pissed. I also have the code to unlock the cadaver room and I took friends in to pose with the bodies just for fun.

On another note, my roommate is a sculptor. He works with metal and wire to make freakish weapons and armor suits. He also makes like wire skeletons to model his work. He keeps all his stuff in the room between mine and his. My paints and others crap is also in the room. Whenever I go in there creepy wire skeleton guys' fingertips get caught on my clothes. We always joked that thats the room we'd go to if someone broke in. Then they'd be sorry

The ones at my high school mightve been predissected, I dont know, I never did them.

Is it wrong I almost laughed out loud when you said you squirted your lab partner with blood and embalming fluid?

ha, NO IT'S HILARIOUS!