I’m very glad I haven’t witnessed any extreme violence because my reaction to a birth, something completely natural, was pretty brutal!
I also fainted when we had to dissect a mouse at school so I’m definitely cut out for gore/blood/guts or dealing with any medical emergencies!
I think it's totally understandable to be freaked out by that, it must have been totally surreal. Its not so much that you reacted badly to childbirth, you reacted that way because it was completely unexpected, and you were on your guard a bit because it was night time and strangers, and because something quite huge and momentous (for them I mean) and potentially incredibly tragic if something had gone wrong, was happening right on your doorstep, out of the blue. I think you can give yourself a break over that one. And a pat on the back.
Thanks man, it’s one of those memories that pops up every now and again where you cringe at the thought of the many things you could have done better.
I suppose I’m not cringing as hard as the parents though!
Just think, there's a kid out there that'll tell people about the story of how they were born, and how glad their parents were that random strangers came to their aid and helped bring them into the world.
In grade 9 we, as part of biology, watched a video of a birth. The one poor gay boy in the class puked and passed out, so at least you didn't do that?
I’m very glad I haven’t witnessed any extreme violence because my reaction to a birth, something completely natural, was pretty brutal!
I also fainted when we had to dissect a mouse at school so I’m definitely cut out for gore/blood/guts or dealing with any medical emergencies!
I think it's totally understandable to be freaked out by that, it must have been totally surreal. Its not so much that you reacted badly to childbirth, you reacted that way because it was completely unexpected, and you were on your guard a bit because it was night time and strangers, and because something quite huge and momentous (for them I mean) and potentially incredibly tragic if something had gone wrong, was happening right on your doorstep, out of the blue. I think you can give yourself a break over that one. And a pat on the back.
Thanks man, it’s one of those memories that pops up every now and again where you cringe at the thought of the many things you could have done better.
I suppose I’m not cringing as hard as the parents though!
Just think, there's a kid out there that'll tell people about the story of how they were born, and how glad their parents were that random strangers came to their aid and helped bring them into the world.
In grade 9 we, as part of biology, watched a video of a birth. The one poor gay boy in the class puked and passed out, so at least you didn't do that?