Inside out

I was chatting with a colleague yesterday about trashy Friday night television. You know you're in for a long night when you are DVD-less and your only options are Project Runway or Botswana's Latest Next Top Model (or similar). I can't bear them. We somehow got on to talking about programmes like CSI. I said that hospitals and gory crime scenes are one of my irrational fears and I can't bear to watch them either. I regularly get hassled about it, but I just don't like body bits where they shouldn't be (removed, broken, at the wrong angle), and especially bits that are supposed to be on the inside but are actually on the outside. I don't understand people's fascination with wanting to see that kind of stuff.

I have finally found a kindred spirit: my colleague feels the same! It's not a matter of fearing blood. However, she raised the stakes by saying that she also doesn't like things going inside that should stay on the outside, eg injections, artificial medical aids, scalpels etc. She said she was traumatised for a long time when she was a teenager and had to give her horse a daily injection for a few weeks. She only managed to do it because she wanted her horse to get better, but even the thought of injecting something now makes her queasy. It made perfect sense to me.

Inside out and outside in - some times are just not meant to be. Who's with us on this one?