GREAT DAY!!!

OK. For some... this is going to be strange, but those of you who know me will share in my enthusiasm...

Today I experienced one of the most educational, saddening, yet exciting events of my lifetime. I can not believe that I just deleted all that beautiful text on accident... Damn laptop!!! So, it is never as good the second time around, but I will try...

Today I experienced one of the most educational, saddening, yet exciting events of my lifetime. I participated in an autopsy class at the Medical Examiners' office.

Lips will appreciate that the man performing the autopsy was a Mexican, so of course I thought he was cute... No where near Sexy Mexy hot, but attractive nonetheless. I used to say that I wanted to work for the Medical Examiner, because "I do not want to file insurance, and I want patients that do not talk back". Although humorous, I am not joking. So, today I heard a similar phrase mumbled from the mouth of the examiner, and thought one of two things...

• I just found my soul mate (although, I do not think his wife would be pleased at that comment), or
• I chose the right career path

Sorry, sidetracked... Happens with blondes... I know it is dark, I dye it! LOL.

So the saddening part was that the child, yes child (he was only 17), had ended his life. He was apparently, taking drugs... Something referred to as "Bars". To my understanding it is Xanax (great stuff), but laced with other drugs (X, cocaine, heroin, etc.) Some combination of upper and downer... This killed me, as those who know me know that I have a 16-year-old at home. Boy, did she get a talk when I got home! Whew!

Anyway, the process is certainly nothing like that which I thought, nor was the smell at all as bad as it could have been. Some splatter, but nothing like you would think...

I came out of that examination room appreciative for life, for the things and the people in my life (Mopes included!), and ready to complete school, so I can make a difference in life by doing this sort of work. I know, it takes a special kind of person to WANT to do this, but I guess I am just that strange.

In the travels to the examination room I saw several deceased persons, and wondered with each one, what happened, how was life before? Did they die peaceful, how id the family, and can I help. It was a very enlightening experience, and I will admit just a bit scary that it did not effect me in anyway. I walked out ready for lunch! :)

Without going too into detail about everything, because apparently I have already grossed out a few that do not share my enthusiasm, I will be happy to share if you want additional details.

So, as I prepare to travel in the morning, I will bask in the excitement of my day, and pray to God that the pictures of the plane crash victims will not next be me.

Keep up the good work team! I want these guys on my side if ANYTHING should happen to me.