MY MORGUE EXPERIENCE.
He added, when next you're to pass by the common room at this odd hour ensure you put on the bulb at the passage or go with a very bright halogen lamp. At the sight of the light they'll be forced automatically to behave themselves.
After he finished his talk of consolation and encouragement he offered me a mattress he brought from behind the metal bookshelf placed by the left side of the door but at that point I'd already lost contact with sleep.
All through this long quiet night that ceased not to break into dawn I was submerged in my wildest thought contemplating whether to continue with my Industrial Training because of the wonders I rarely failed to escape in the hands of busy body corpses but again on a second thought when I remembered my change in financial status even as a trainee on Student Industrial Work Experience Scheme (SIWES) coupled with my supervisor Prof. Thomas Agbara's remark of excellence the last time he came for assessment of my performance I flipped into the bin the damn reckless and canter productive thought of ending halfway.
My first day at the theater I was fully kitted in my personal protective equipment (PPE) with Mr Yage to treat one of the newly brought corpse.
Before the commencement of operation he first introduced me to the various working tools, drugs and injections used in preserving dead bodies.
His reason for doing this was for me to quickly get familiar with those tools, drugs and injections as most of them has some industry based jargons and codes used in identifying them which is different from what that's prevalent at pharmaceutical stores.
This is because some of the drugs used in the mortuary are also sold at pharmaceutical stores and can be domesticated for treatment of some illness under the supervision of a trained physician to avoid abuse.
For this reason the mortuary in their wisdom and cautiousness decided to...