As usual, hye!
God! I really need a long hours of quiet, cozy, warm, undisturbed sleep. Please, I just need it to recharge my body. I beg You for this.
It has been awful wicked week. I am tired almost everyday, looking very forward and desperately to be on my bed every night after very tiring day. But, hey, is there any even one relaxing day in this college? No, I guess. Thursday was the wicked of all, programs kept continued from early morning to late night. Phewww.. And on Friday, we had a visit to the place of dead, unclaimed, or maybe unwanted bodies. One thing I regret was no camera is allowed in there. I really wanted to have a pictures with those bodies.
So, there will be be no photo about those dead unclaimed bodies in this post. But, I can share you my experience. We arrived there about 11 a.m and we went straight to the anatomy museum. The first room we visited was the Specimen Room, where you can see the real parts of body in the jars. Lungs, liver, bones, brains, and even the zygotes, fetus, and the embryos. There was a baby, a normal baby boy with the umbilical cord attached to him in the jar. According to the person in charge, nobody claimed the dead mother and the dead baby in her mother's womb. How irony!
I also had the privilege to shake hand with a hand. I mean, just a hand. No body. Just the right hand. I think, it was a male hand, since the hand was way bigger than mine. It is preserved by plasticination, mean the hand was plasticined. I can still see the veins, bones, just like the normal hand. By shaking hand with the hand, it makes the first unknown male hand I shake with. But, it doesn't count since I never know whose hand was it.
Then, we went to the Wet Room Specimen. It is the room where the bodies kept, I mean, the human bodies. The bodies which being cut or already been cut into pieces, but we can still recognize it as a human body. It sounds scary when the lecturer told us about it before we arrived there, but it is not that scary when you at them with your own eyes. One of the advises given by the experienced lecturer was, "Don't look straight to the face. If you could, look at the other parts first". Why??? According to her, we will never forget the face for the rest of my life. SCARY. But when we were there, there was nothing to be worried because, some of the bodies didn't even have the head.
This a once in a lifetime experience, I can say. I saw with my own eyes, how was the real lungs, the hearts, the ribs, the skin being removed from the body, the fat layer under the skin, everything. Of course, those body were all naked, but it was nothing to be ashamed of because we were not going to think of anything but to look at them. I always thinking, the body was once breathing, just like all of us, and he had no idea of being in the anatomy museum after he died and being cut separately. Does anyone thinking about that? Seriously, I don't think so. Sometimes, I feel pity to them, but sometimes, I think if there is no body in there, how could we learn about the human anatomy? Book alone is just not enough.
We arrived college at dusk, and really really tired. But, I didn't stop there, I still got a meeting at night about the sports stuff. Then, I ended up went to bed tired, sleepy, no mood at all. I hate going into bed unhappy, because it makes me feel even more tired when I wake up. And, it proven when I woke up this morning, even more tired and lazy. I had to get up for the 5 km cross-country. Uggghhh.
Now, here I am, on my cozy bed, the place I love the most..at least in this college. Cramping leg, aching body, heavy mind, missing someone. I just need to shut down for a little while. All I need is a long, undisturbed sleep. And you, no matter how busy I am, you are always in my mind and my heart. Get well soon.
"I pray hard for you."
