I returned to work today. Having been out of it for the past month, jumping right back into it is really giving the ol' brain a workout. You'd think that after three years I wouldn't have any trouble remembering how to do my job, but you'd be wrong. I feel like a rookie all over again.
My brain has been working so hard today that it's set off the smoke alarms a few times. Not wanting to leave my blog empty for a few days, I've got no other choice but to recycle an old post. It's one that is sure to throw your stomach for a bit of a loop, so if you're queasy or sensitive like that, read this post instead.
I was browsing the Best-Of section of Craigslist the other day when I came across something that made me throw up a little in my mouth. I should have been prepared for the worst when I read the title of the entry, especially considering the site that hosted this little gem. It was horribly disgusting and it took away my appetite, but I just have to share it with you all. Those with weak stomachs should click away now.
The entry (click here for the link) was titled "I Need Someone To Dry My Placenta".
Okay, yeah. Even after reading through this a couple of times, it still kind of turns my stomach. As gross as the idea of that is, if some formerly-pregnant chick wants to eat her own afterbirth, who am I to say no? I won't stand in the way of one's ambitions, even if it sounds absolutely nauseating. To each his or her own.
She is correct when she said that a lot of animals tend to eat the placenta after giving birth. The Boss grew up on a goat farm, and she's told me stories about how the mother goats would chow down on their placenta like it was a free buffet. Sure, its natural for animals, but for humans? If you're looking to take something that benefits your health, take a fucking multivitamin.
I just can't imagine someone actually doing that. I mean, seriously. Giving birth isn't like going to a restaurant. It'd be awfully weird I'd think for the OB doctors, wiping sweat from their brow after working hard to safely deliver this woman's baby, to see this woman point to the bowl containing the gory carnage that is afterbirth and be all like, "Can I get that to go?"
I can't help but wonder if she actually got a response.