Unfiltered Story #32802

Margate, FL, USA | Unfiltered | August 11, 2017

(This takes place in my Zoology lab. At the beginning of the year we are assigned Lab Partners and my partner has stated that they are uncomfortable doing the dissecting. Because of this I decide to be nice and, in spite of the fact that I have dyspraxia and thus do not have very good fine motor skills, do the dissections myself with both of us studying the dissection together. This goes pretty well until the week before the last class, when we are dissecting sharks. As I’m cutting into the shark with the scalpel I see something red.)

Me: (thinking) Oh wow it’s bleeding, I didn’t think it would be able to do that… Wait a minute… is that some blood in my glove? OH CRAP!

After that there was a bit of a fuss made, after which I told the teacher about my condition and why I was doing the dissecting in spite of it and for the rest of the class my partner and I studied another group dissecting their shark.

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