A very dear friend, just sent me an email, sharing a viewpoint with me: She was wondering if Obama's father hadn't decided to move to US from Kenya, perhaps, Obama was among the people burning in Kenya's conflicts, instead of nomination for US presidential election!
Sometimes, our lives are saved by others decisions! and sometimes not!
That's why parenting sometimes scares me.
How do you think?
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Monday, January 14, 2008
my thrilling day in the lab
Last week, I just logged on my orkut profile, which is almost abondoned, and saw "Today's fortune" of that day: Thrilling events in your immidiate future...I totally forgot about it, and started the next day happily!...without knowing what is expecting me...
Most of you know about my zeophobia, although I used to work on dead animals for skin sample collection.Now, imagine when I was in a small elevator, and suddenly a couple entered with their huge! dog starring at me...I couldn't resist, and cried: oh...please... I'm afraid of animals...
Everybody started to laugh at me and explain: Oh..it's just a dog..., and I was whispering angrily, thank you, I thought it's an alien!
Wait, there is still more to come...
At around 10 am, the lab supervisor came to me and asked:Have you received your flu shot? Let's go together, I will show you the place in the hospital, and then we can go to collect human skin .Wondering how kind these people are, I got prepared to go out!Suddenly, I found myself at the basement level of the UCSF hospital, entering a fully equipped lab, just like the labs you see in the films for turning a human to a robot!I was optimistically waiting for someone who comes and gives us the samples;but that person, came with a dead body and left us alone to start skin separation...
The lab supervisor opened his bag, and gave me the special coat, and gloves, and just at that time I finally found out what's going on...He plugged on the horrible instrument (dermatome),which I just met in the articles before that time, and asked me to stretch the skin of the dead person...After minutes of peeling the poor person and hearing the supervisor's voice,saying to the dead: oh... thank you! you have such a good skin!!!!, I found myself sweating and shaking.He asked: are you scared? , and i just wanted to yell at him: what do you think?!
Although, i was feeling horrible, I learned a lot,and I also receive my free flu shot anyway!
As, we beleive in 3 sequence of bad events,when I came back to the lab, the third event was expecting me: " oh ..Sara, we were waiting for you to show us how to harvest the mouse skin.The dead mice are in the frig..."
I showed them my method, and I suddenly felt my zeophobia has been disapeared, after peeling the dead human body,the body of a 42 yr old man, who was just died the day before...
The moral of the story: Always trust your Orkut daily fortune!
Most of you know about my zeophobia, although I used to work on dead animals for skin sample collection.Now, imagine when I was in a small elevator, and suddenly a couple entered with their huge! dog starring at me...I couldn't resist, and cried: oh...please... I'm afraid of animals...
Everybody started to laugh at me and explain: Oh..it's just a dog..., and I was whispering angrily, thank you, I thought it's an alien!
Wait, there is still more to come...
At around 10 am, the lab supervisor came to me and asked:Have you received your flu shot? Let's go together, I will show you the place in the hospital, and then we can go to collect human skin .Wondering how kind these people are, I got prepared to go out!Suddenly, I found myself at the basement level of the UCSF hospital, entering a fully equipped lab, just like the labs you see in the films for turning a human to a robot!I was optimistically waiting for someone who comes and gives us the samples;but that person, came with a dead body and left us alone to start skin separation...
The lab supervisor opened his bag, and gave me the special coat, and gloves, and just at that time I finally found out what's going on...He plugged on the horrible instrument (dermatome),which I just met in the articles before that time, and asked me to stretch the skin of the dead person...After minutes of peeling the poor person and hearing the supervisor's voice,saying to the dead: oh... thank you! you have such a good skin!!!!, I found myself sweating and shaking.He asked: are you scared? , and i just wanted to yell at him: what do you think?!
Although, i was feeling horrible, I learned a lot,and I also receive my free flu shot anyway!
As, we beleive in 3 sequence of bad events,when I came back to the lab, the third event was expecting me: " oh ..Sara, we were waiting for you to show us how to harvest the mouse skin.The dead mice are in the frig..."
I showed them my method, and I suddenly felt my zeophobia has been disapeared, after peeling the dead human body,the body of a 42 yr old man, who was just died the day before...
The moral of the story: Always trust your Orkut daily fortune!
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