To attend Grand Rounds, having dodged a bullet of fear about the Worms Gone Wild thing, reality strikes.
Today’s session, the last of the year, was given by a third year resident, very nice, quiet young man. It was about brain disease. There I am just sitting listening to what he said when he lists the causes of some of the brain diseases as discovered in New Guinea: the old habit of cannibalism on corpses. He then went on to cite the instance in 1900 where Scottish missionaries in New Guinea were murdered and then eaten. Sheep’s brains were also consumed. I made low-key UGH sounds, and Dr. Lee, sitting next to me, began pecking on his cell phone: Hey Jeanne, he whispered, holding out his cell phone to show me where he had called up a disgusting picture of four human brains resting in fluid in lab pans. “Dr. Lee!” I whispered and he just grinned at me like a wicked little boy who chases a little girl around with a frog. Well, in the long run, I guess the worms gone wild got me in the end.