Freak Museum -- May 7, 2005

Last weekend, Taylor and our friend Linda P and I went to the National Museum of Health and Medicine at the Walter Reed Army Hospital campus. After going through security and showing our id twice, we were then allowed to roam the campus unsupervised. There were canons posted at defensively strategic locations to encourage us to be on our best behavior.

The museum is a right good laugh. It features a delightful retrospective on "Field Medicine in the Civil War", complete with bullet-riddled skulls, bone pieces of the unfortunate casualties and even a few preserved soft body parts. YUMMY. Another exhibit focused on medical implements of yesteryear. For those of you who pine for the "good ol days", I'd say: "You must not be thinking of the dentist, and you CERTAINLY don't have the proctologist in mind." Oh yeah, nothing warms the heart quite like a display of gynecological implements from the days of yore--complete with rust.

For me, the highlight has to be the collection of deformed fetuses floating in preserving fluids. Proof that not all babies are cute (or alive).

Now, for your view pleasure, the evidence:


Linda and Taylor prove "We were here"

Taylor imitates art imitating bad taste

Part of the collection of "antique" medical implements: A Diagnostic Procto-Sigmoidoscope.....with light! circa 1965. It just didn't sit real well with me....har har

I think this one is self-explanatory. One must protect one's health for the good of the Allies. Click the pic for a larger view.

This poor guy was born without a brain. He's considering running for president.