Autor spends a few minutes with his head between his knees, chastising himself for not being able to handle something as routine as a dissection. If he wants to be a medical student, he's going to have to get used to those.

After he's done breathing through his nose, he reenters the operating room, and washes his hands again. Donning gloves again, he stares at the corpse. "Okay. I'm ready again."