/shrugs . they didn’t specify where I can post it :D
After injecting my mouse with the ethanol, I put it on my hands and watched it get drunker by the second. Finally, it lost its ability to right itself and that’s when I said,
“That’s me when I drink alcohol. haha”
and my TA Tak/Tek? asked
“You’re old enough to drink?”
my groupmate Jen & I answered that we’re both 21. So technically, we’re legal to drink.
I still feel like he doesn’t believe us. ‘cause he said
“You guys are old enough to drink?”
haha. how old do I look like? XD
Our psychological state allows us to see only what we want/need/feel to see at a particular time. What are the first five words that you see? Note: This crossword tries to use the concept of projective tests, however is not validated. Enjoy however :)
Crush. Fool. Sweet. Wisdom. Follow.
the past few weeks, I’ve gotten more and more comfortable with injecting mice. I wouldn’t say it’s become second nature but it’s definitely a lot easier. each time, I find some spare time at the end to put them on my hand and play with them. I stare into their drooping eyes and wish the best for them in the future. I guess the way my TA Lokesh puts it, its a lot better than to say they are euthanized at the end.
For our sake, we use them to test for drugs, the pharmacokinetics and pharmacodynamics. We even use them to test for any interactions, toxicity and effectiveness before human trials. We inject them against their wills and when I watch them sedated and unable to right themselves, I have to admit, my heart breaks a little as I hold their tiny bodies. However, I know they will wake up this time. But…what about in the few hours afterwards? These are barely adult mice - still considered babies - weighing no more than 30g.
Lokesh says they “immortalize” them which just means that they are euthanized and will be “immortal” beings in heaven. I wish I could see things his way one day when it comes to these experiments. At least when they are gased, it won’t take long to rest in peace. Mice, whom I’ve injected, rest in peace! I’ll always remember your little nibbles on my fingers/gloves and you’re tiny, shivering bodies in my hands and climbing on me. ☺
I really want to write a story titled “Admiration”
I went out to lunch with my family today and my mom was saying how carrying me was really hard. I don’t know man. It’s not my fault. I didn’t know anything betterrrrrr .
BUT I am glad. I’m glad that she did everything in her power to bring me to this world. Thank you mom.