I will admit that I was a little nervous that I would feel guilty about dissecting the coy eye when those sweet brown cow eyes looked up off the dissecting tray. Thankfully the preservation process saved me from any feelings of guilt whatsoever. At first I wasn't even sure it was an eyeball.
Later this month we will dissect a cow heart. Isn't it crazy that we are so different from cows, cats, sheep or minks (our models for the class) and yet we can use their organs as an example for our own?
It is all amazing and I know it grosses some people out, but I love the chance to see how the body works, without plucking out my own eye.
1 comment:
Awesome. I have fond memories of dissecting a frog in High School.
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