
One of Wes's favorite discoveries since coming to Chicago is the Surgicial Museum on Lakeshore Drive. On Tuesdays, admission is free, which is the only way to see it. When Hoosier Doc and Wes's sister Horse Gal visited over Christmas, we took a group outing to check it out. Hoosier Doc is in his 3rd year of medical school at the University of Indiana, and Horse Gal is pre-vet at Virginia Tech, so those two and Wes had a good understanding of everything they saw. Me, not so much, but it was interesting nonetheless. The funny thing about this museum is that it
is funny, though perhaps it doesn't mean to be. For example, in one room on the top floor of the museum (housed in an old mansion!), there are solid colored canvases framed with names like "Alcoholism" and "Osteoporosis." I think it's supposed to show what color the liver is with various diseases... There is also beautifully crafted needlepoint of, for example, lung cancer, depicting the lungs with a little darkened cloud in them. Pictured above, Hoosier Doc poses with ovarian cancer (I think). I mean, who came up with this stuff? Throughout the museum are various educational exhibits on diseases like polio, complete with an iron lung, and surgery, with some very graphic murals of ancient surgery. Considerable coverage was given to a process in which holes were drilled in the skull (for the life of me I can't remember now what it's called) and the birthing process, especially c-sections. We have lots of great photos from our trip to this museum -- including a gall stone the size of my fist and some very,
very old, large, rusted speculums. Thank heavens I live in the 21st century!
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