This morning I arrived in class for a lecture on "Clinical Abdominal Anatomy" -- sounds perfectly harmless and boring, right? But in med school you are never safe: anything could be fascinating and gross at any moment. Generally this happens when flipping through an anatomy textbook: for example, there's a rule of nature that requires you to randomly open the page to a picture of genitals when all you may be looking for are nerves in the neck or muscles of the foot.
Today, "Clinical Abdominal Anatomy" required an intimate discussion of vomit and feces in terms every layman can understand: food. As the professor put it, "People communicate well when it comes to food." I thought she made a good point, but that doesn't mean I'll be eating pea soup any time soon.
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