“When,” as Caedmon’s Call put it, “did my heart get so petrified?” February 19, 2008
Posted by Anya in : spontaneous degeneration , trackbackSeriously. My heart must be made of stone.
Perhaps I can blame it on Apologia Science. 
Here’s the story. Three times, in the past week, have I heard something and my thoughts showed a sort of “priorities out of whack” pattern.
- A little boy whom we know (vaguely) had his appendix rupture and it was removed. My first thought: “WOW! How timely! Just when I’m on the lymphatic system!” Second thought: “That’s very interesting.” Third thought (or thereabouts): “Ow, poor Alex.” *has to explain to sibs where the appendix is, roughly, and that yes, it does correspond to where Madeline has a scar when she has her appendix out. They’re not that illiterate, just forgetful.*
- Our guest preacher said something about someone (obviously, I wasn’t clear on the details) having a problem with his spleen (maybe he had it removed too?). My thought process was pretty much the same as above.
- Then, yesterday, Ben B told me he pulled a hamstring (fencing is a dangerous business). First thought: “Uhoh. Don’t remember what muscle exactly we’re talking about.” Second thought: “Ouch.” Third thought: “I really should go look that up.” (By the way, it’s a group of three muscles — the biceps femoris, the semimembranosus, and the semitendinosus.)
In other words, the human bio course — which I love immensely — is turning what used to simply be sympathetic emotions into interest. Strange. So if you get injured, I will still be sorry about it… but I may also be thinking about little pictures of how that part of your body is supposed to work and… so forth.
*grins* Just the way my mind works.  
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wouldn’t “calcified” be more accurate than “petrified” in this case?
just asking out of interest, you know.
Sheesh. My dear, I do believe you are rather hard.
hey…if you get *really* interested in the human body, go to medical school, become a doctor’s helper person, and move out here to work with my dad! you can be our neighbor or something!
hmmm…i just clicked the little grey numbers at the bottom of your page and where it had previously been a 00000007 now it’s a 00000006.
I’m not sure “petrified” would be my adjective of choice.
Maybe “practical”, instead.
And I think it rather good that your response wasn’t a casual or flippant “bummer”. *LOL* You were at least interested in the injury.
And probably shows that you’re not a “mercy”.