Monday, March 27, 2006
I'm researching skin diseases for a class I'm teaching tomorrow, and I found that I simply have to look away. This is disgusting stuff! Who took these pictures? Did they want to vomit like I want to vomit? The thing about these pictures is that it's just the awful, pus-y, bleeding area that you see.
It's not balanced at all by the person's face, so it seems that this carbuncle exists independently of the human it plagues. This is horror movie stuff. This makes me want to go lie down for a while because my stomach is hurting. This is stressful. What if I get one of those? Will I scare children? Will my own mother look away from me and choke down her bile? Skin is wretched.
// posted by Amethyst Vineyard @ 4:45 PM 
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You should post a "not-before-breakfast" on this posting. Wow! What are you teaching?
Of course I am always amazed at people who can be calm and caring helping people with this stuff, Mother Teresa like. I'm not there.
Of course I am always amazed at people who can be calm and caring helping people with this stuff, Mother Teresa like. I'm not there.
I'm teaching an integrated class for Goodwill Easter Seals adult literacy program. My friend Stella and I do a body system each week, with dance, health science, and writing sections. And it takes me a few minutes of gagging before I can be appropriately compassionate.
There's a woman at work who just developed a bad skin infection, with red splotches, swelling, peeling. She's not sure how she got it, and another girl in the office thinks she's starting to get it. Makes me want to stay home. Well, I always want to stay home but particularly now.
Sounds like contact dermatitis to me. You wouldn't happen to work in a sewage treatment plant, would you?
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