Grave Page #2

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in a mirror, right?

I bet a raped monkey suffers like a woman.

So a raped woman,

raped monkey,

same thing.

Yeah.

What I'm saying isn't so crazy.

Why are we at vet school?

Unbelievable.

It's easy, really.

I expected no less from you.

Let's see if your reputation is earned.

Oh.

One mistake already.

Off to a bad start.

May I?

No, too late.

There.

-Hey. Are you OK?

-Yeah. Stay out.

Oh, that is bad.

Any allergies?

I don't think so.

OK.

Will I get it on my face?

No, no. It won't last long.

It's already peeling.

-Any nausea?

-Yeah.

Since when?

At the same time.

OK. Last period?

I'm not sure.

A week or two?

OK. Are you on the pill?

No.

Do you use condoms?

I've never...

Right.

-OK.

-Ouch.

And this is your rush week?

OK, I think

it's food poisoning

and you're having a reaction.

Drink lots of liquids.

Water, that is.

Avoid solids.

Fast a whole day, even.

I'll get you a cream.

I am hungry though.

My stomach always feels empty.

Yeah.

What'd they give you?

Raw rabbit kidneys.

Someone tells you to eat

raw rabbit kidney, and you do?

-I said no.

-Did they force you?

No.

OK. Keep it.

-Use it three times a day.

-Thanks.

I used to work at the hospital here.

One day, they sent a girl

your age for blood tests.

She was round.

Fat, actually.

A really nice girl, really sweet.

Some freak out over needles,

but not her.

She had a ton of tests to do.

So it goes well.

She gets dressed and bursts into tears.

I ask what's wrong and she says

I'm the first person to not

mention her weight.

Why would I?

The test was totally unrelated.

She said the interns

sent her ward to ward,

saying they couldn't jab her

due to the fat on her arms.

They said to lose weight

and come back.

Can you imagine?

Nonsense.

I'd had no trouble finding a vein.

Why didn't she report it?

Why? Don't know.

To not bother anyone, I guess.

She kind of stood out.

She probably wanted to be average.

How do you see yourself?

Average.

Find yourself a quiet corner.

Wait it out.

The year always starts out rough.

Eyes to the floor for an elder, rookie!

You wearing that?

You didn't hear today?

Hear what?

The dress code is night club.

Go change.

Girls wear something hot.

Not t-shirts with sequins.

This is all I have.

-Is that a no?

-I'd have to look.

OK. Uniform then.

Can I help you?

Come in. Hurry up.

Here you have the septate uterus,

characterized by its long horns

and gradual narrowing

toward the fallopian tubes.

Too small.

No way you're having that.

If you'd spoken up,

I wouldn't have had to eat it.

Let it go!

It was that or you were a reject.

It's your life!

I shouldn't have helped.

You didn't!

I'm being nice.

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