Cadavers are weird.
I wonder if kids on career day ever write, “when I grow up, I want to be a cadaver…”
Do you think new parents every look at their new babies and think to themselves, “one day, this little cutie is going to suffer a heart attack at age 80 and then his body will be stripped naked, thrown on a cold table, cut open, and studied by medical students who spent the night before binge-drinking at a bar called “Jumbo’s Clown Room.”
I don’t know.
If you know, let me know.
Until next time,
Michael J. Erickson, CEO & Co-Founder
