Hmm...That Was Awkward
Me: Hi Ms. ___, thank you for taking the time to speak with me.
LOL: Oh no problem...
Me: O.K., so how ar-
LOL: Actually I don't normally bother with students, but there was a special reason I wanted to talk to you.
LOL: Ya, so I'm getting on in years and I guess I don't have much time left.
Me: [About to launch into a "You're doing great!" pep talk]
LOL: But anyways, I donated my body to your anatomy department and I wanted to meet one of you medical students while I was still alive.
Me: [mouth gaping]
LOL: Ya, I wanted to meet one of you while I was still alive and before you all cut me open and poked at my body when I'm a corpse. [Points to her noticeably frail and wrinkled body] My husband signed up for it too. So remember there was a nice old lady once before you all cut me up.
I mean seriously, what the hell am I supposed to say to that?
On an awkward scale of 1-10, with 1 being the least awkward (a typical blind date) and 10 being the most awkward (a blind date with me), I'd have to put this at least at a 6 or 7, if only because it was almost necessary to spend the entire first year of medical school forgetting that cadavers were once human beings, much less human beings that talked and that I'd ever meet, in order to do what we had to do to them. Basically, as she said this, I had images of my cadaver opening his eyes and trying to have a conversation about politics while my scalpal was slicing open his left testicle. I realize this sounds really awful, but I guess this is something you can only understand after spending a year cutting open a cadaver.
Since I am no expert at these things anyways, perhaps you'd like to fill in what you would have said in response to the LOL if you were me, and make a note of this in the comments section.