I check-out of the Phranakorn and check-in to the Navalai River Resort. My room is not yet ready.
I take the ferry across the Chao Phraya to the Tha Rot Fai (Tha Bangkok Noi) pier (the boats stop at the Navalai deck) and walk to the Siraraj Hospital, where I follow the not-so-clear signs to the Medical Museum (number 5 on the Top 10 Most Unusual..list). Nancy calls it "infamous". Lighten up, Nancy: it's less disturbing than staying at the Phranakorn. That you recommended.
Photos of the museum are disallowed, but that hasn't stopped people from taking them and posting them on Google Images.
I begin with the pathology wing. OMG. The worm exhibits leave me retching. But it doesn't compare on The Gruesome Scale to the glass display of a scrotum from a man infected with elephantitis: it's the size of a small stability ball like you'd find in a gym. So disgusting.
Moving on -- quickly -- I wander through the pathology section and on to the forensic medicine section.
Fascinating. Horrifying. My take-away: Be careful out there!
Mummies of murderers, shooting victims, stabbing victims, grenade victims, decapitation victims, two-headed babies, *infarcted hearts, livers riddled with cirrhosis, hemotomas, hemorrhages, etc., etc.
I exit swiftly, creeped out, yet...I recommend this place for the scientifically curious.
Looking back, I spy a sign posted at the entrance that I overlooked on my way in.
NO EATING OR DRINKING.
Egads.
*I have a special interest in this: I was once engaged in a multiple-hour debate over how to represent an infarcted heart on a marketing brochure. Now I know.
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