- varicose veins called hemorrhoids can form in the vagina or around the anus.
- (White-blooded) The crocodile icefish or white-blooded fish (Channichthyidae) are a family of perciform fish found in the cold waters around Antarctica and southern South America. Fifteen species of crocodile icefish are known. They feed on krill, copepods, and other fish.
- (cell) (biology) the basic structural and functional unit of all organisms; they may exist as independent units of life (as in monads) or may form colonies or tissues as in higher plants and animals
- A small room in which a prisoner is locked up or in which a monk or nun sleeps
- (cell) a device that delivers an electric current as the result of a chemical reaction
- A small monastery or nunnery dependent on a larger one
- (cell) any small compartment; “the cells of a honeycomb”
- A small compartment in a larger structure such as a honeycomb
- A watery, typically yellowish fluid stored in the bladder and discharged through the urethra. It is one of the body’s chief means of eliminating excess water and salt and also contains nitrogen compounds such as urea and other waste substances removed from the blood by the kidneys
- liquid excretory product; “there was blood in his urine”; “the child had to make water”
- Urine is a sterile, liquid by-product of the body that is secreted by the kidneys through a process called urination and excreted through the urethra. Cellular metabolism generates numerous by-products, many rich in nitrogen, that require elimination from the bloodstream.
- Liquid excrement consisting of water, salts and urea, which is made in the kidneys, stored in the bladder, then released through the urethra
“Please wait here,” said the liaisons, in unison. Turning to look at them, I caught the tails of sly smiles slithering from their twin faces – once again blank and impassive as our eyes met.
“How long?” I asked.
In a monotone duet they replied, “Long enough.”
I wasn’t buying their calculated coyness, nor the eerie twin act, and I let them know as much by crossing my arms and applying my trademark smirk (for all the good it did in that shadowed purgatory). “Tell His Holiness that I’ll see him now. I’ll be damned if I’m gonna’ spend any time in this pit.”
Behind me, from the thickest of shadows in that fetid cell a slow, almost inaudible hissing issued; and the louder sound of something large and. . . wet unfolding from the darkness. A moist plop reached my ears and what might be described as my hackles rose straight up. I didn’t look but concluded, “And I won’t be damned.”
The liaisons, falling easily before my superior will did not hesitate. “Very well,” they intoned, “follow us.”
Stepping forward, I reached behind me, and keeping my gaze fixed straight ahead as the sound of a large, not unviscous mass shuffled loathsomely across the tiles, closed the door.
– words and image R. Cody, ’07 –
Stem Cells Harvesting @ SGH Hematology Centre