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So, today has been quite interesting.
This morning I had my job interview with the Lion's Eye Bank of Texas. I'm attempting to become a recovery technician. Essentially this means that it will be my job to drive out to the medical examiner's office, hospitals, funeral homes, and anywhere else where they might store a recently deceased individual, locate the donor and do a full-body check for unusual features, carefully remove the eyes (or just the corneas) from the donor, transport them back to the lab, do a bunch of paperwork and labwork, and then send them off to be transplanted into people with diminished or absent vision. It's a really interesting job, and the pay is terrific.
Anyways, the interview this morning was fantastic. I felt that I came off sounding intelligent and determined, and the interviewers seemed to enjoy talking with me. I know it went well because I was invited back this afternoon to take a tour of the medical examiner's office and make sure that I had the stomach for the type of work I would be doing.
The tour was fascinating. I was very worried that I wouldn't be able to stomach the sights and smells, but once I got inside I discovered I felt completely fine. It's amazing: when I put on the face mask with the little plastic splatter shield that protects my eyes, I discovered that it's as if I've been completely removed from what I'm observing. It's almost like viewing everything on a computer monitor.
I can only speak in the broadest of terms for confidentiality reasons, but I observed two autopsies, viewed an individual with advanced decomposition, and helped to position and maneuver an individual similar to those from whom we would be recovering eye tissue. The only thing that struck me as unsettling was when I actually had to touch dead flesh. What you observe and what it feels like do not synch up in your head immediately, and it's a very unnerving sensation. I'm going to have to work on overcoming that if I want this job.
Right now, it's late and I'm sitting here with one page done of a twelve page paper due tomorrow by 5pm. God, I can't wait for all this damned work to be over with. I've got this paper to finish for tomorrow, my osteology project to finish by 5pm on Friday, my independent study project due some time next week, and my final exam for reli due by the end of senior finals. Additionally I've got a little bit of work for the field techniques class, but I'm hoping that doesn't take up too much time. I just want it to end so I can move into my nice little apartment and work a nice little job that doesn't include homework.
This morning I had my job interview with the Lion's Eye Bank of Texas. I'm attempting to become a recovery technician. Essentially this means that it will be my job to drive out to the medical examiner's office, hospitals, funeral homes, and anywhere else where they might store a recently deceased individual, locate the donor and do a full-body check for unusual features, carefully remove the eyes (or just the corneas) from the donor, transport them back to the lab, do a bunch of paperwork and labwork, and then send them off to be transplanted into people with diminished or absent vision. It's a really interesting job, and the pay is terrific.
Anyways, the interview this morning was fantastic. I felt that I came off sounding intelligent and determined, and the interviewers seemed to enjoy talking with me. I know it went well because I was invited back this afternoon to take a tour of the medical examiner's office and make sure that I had the stomach for the type of work I would be doing.
The tour was fascinating. I was very worried that I wouldn't be able to stomach the sights and smells, but once I got inside I discovered I felt completely fine. It's amazing: when I put on the face mask with the little plastic splatter shield that protects my eyes, I discovered that it's as if I've been completely removed from what I'm observing. It's almost like viewing everything on a computer monitor.
I can only speak in the broadest of terms for confidentiality reasons, but I observed two autopsies, viewed an individual with advanced decomposition, and helped to position and maneuver an individual similar to those from whom we would be recovering eye tissue. The only thing that struck me as unsettling was when I actually had to touch dead flesh. What you observe and what it feels like do not synch up in your head immediately, and it's a very unnerving sensation. I'm going to have to work on overcoming that if I want this job.
Right now, it's late and I'm sitting here with one page done of a twelve page paper due tomorrow by 5pm. God, I can't wait for all this damned work to be over with. I've got this paper to finish for tomorrow, my osteology project to finish by 5pm on Friday, my independent study project due some time next week, and my final exam for reli due by the end of senior finals. Additionally I've got a little bit of work for the field techniques class, but I'm hoping that doesn't take up too much time. I just want it to end so I can move into my nice little apartment and work a nice little job that doesn't include homework.