Here I have backed up all of the blogs I wrote on Multiply, over the years. They are old, and apparently the images do not get imported, but it was worth a try. Currently I cannot seem to see any posts, but in the Dashboard it says I have over 1200 posts imported here. It may take a while to get this working.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
had an excellent day at work. The first seminar was superb; the doctor showed in detail movies about an eye-related illness and cutting into the eyball to repair the damage! Wow!!! The second doctor talked about immunology... and suddenly I was very sleepy. All in all, it was OK. I ate three obentos so was happy. Cooking dinner now.
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mmmmmm....
ReplyDeleteeyeball stew?
Watching a scalpel cut off the outer layer, and then peel the surface of the eyeball back, only to cut directly into the eyeball and then either insert a long-term device the excretes steroid, or using a high frequency laser to burn off the clouding (similar to cataracts) off the cornea and lens was fascinating! Apparently the eyball is 99% water, and when the surgeon cut into the eyeball you could see the water spurt out!
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad i've given you the opportunity to delve deeper into that description which i KNEW you wanted to elaborate on.
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry, though... i won't accommodate you by squealing in disgust.
You got enough satisfaction just writing it out.
I'll simply send you to your dinner with a simple ..... sigh.... Cameron.....
No... it's OK.... I actually disappeared because my mind created too vivid a description, and I was heaving....
ReplyDeleteAlmost lost my entire dinner. Had to rush to the bathroom to lean over the toilet as it was that close....
LOL...
ReplyDeleteYOU DID NOT!!!!
You're just a ginormous Poopiehead!!!!!
Yes. I did.
ReplyDeleteAnd it surprised me because I've never reacted that strongly to my own vivid imagination.
I had to go face down on the pillow in the bedroom for a while and do some deep CO2 breathing to calm down (like breathing into a paper bag)...
awwww... Sweety...
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry!
I thought you loved that sort of gory stuff... i thought you were getting a kick out of trying to gross us out.
Sorry, Mou.
I freely admit to being squeamish about eyes. Brains, on the other hand are fascinating! You`ve not lived until you`ve held someone`s {preferably dead} brains in your hands. What a wierd, unexpected sensation THAT is.
ReplyDeleteOK... now....
ReplyDeleteEW!!!
Chriminey!
IMO, the worst thing about autopsies is the smell :~D
ReplyDeleteUGH!
ReplyDeleteThink i need some air.... ;-)
But, I`ve barely started ......................
ReplyDeleteHehehehe
gross, i just came to see if you were being evacuated
ReplyDeletenot to get grossed out
I would have puked.
ReplyDeleteoh my GOD!!!
ReplyDeleteEyes.. and teeth... off limits.
**thud!!**
ReplyDelete*bends over in gleeful anticipation of a royal spanking*
ReplyDeleteOh jeez stef, I actually glossed over that when it was in the blog entry but you just HAD to put it in the comments, too.
ReplyDeleteHuh? HUH?????
soooooo wrong.
ReplyDelete*spank spank*
Ok, Jen would not say it but ewwwwwwww.
ReplyDelete*runs to bathroom holding hand over mouth*