I kiss dead people.

I finally got my cable fixed, so I’m glutting myself on crap TV. Right now, there’s a woman getting lip implants. The doctor gave her three choices: collagen, man-made lip implants, or cadaver tissue.

She picked cadaver tissue. I’m just so squicked out by this. Yet, I must continue to watch.

Where do they get the cadaver tissue from? Are there people who say, when I die, I want my tissue to go to thirty-two year old divorcees in California who are addicted to plastic surgery?

Maybe they use a sausage-like amalgam made from the parts that can’t be used for anything else.

And just when I thought I couldn’t be more grossed out…

That would be the pig cadaver with garlic and spices.

They get it from people like me. I have a full organ/whatever donor card and it is noted on my drivers license as well.

I don’t care where the tissue goes. I only hope that it can be of some use to the living. It’s the doctor’s choice as to where. This is the last, best thing I could ever possibly do.

I would NEVER specify a donor.

In all humbleness, LiveOnAPlane.

You eat squicked food for breakfast.

Campers, looks like this may prove to be a thread too far for you. Likely now that you’ll never be able to wrap your lips around sausage again.

LiveOnAPlane

I bet you didn’t sign up thinking part of you would be used to give a woman fuller pouty lips. :slight_smile:

I see a headline for the Pravada Ru here. “Imigrant Wakes In Hotel Room Finding His Lips Were Removed!” :eek:

There is no way to respond to that without getting myself in trouble.

We win the internets!

I wonder if she’ll develop a sudden taste for braaaaaiinnns.

You may (or may not) want to check out Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers. Interesting stuff. :slight_smile: