Part 2 of 4: comeuppance and another one of my scream attempts.

Doing pretty good, now that we knew what we were doing, the next ones went pretty fast. #5 and #6 were... okay, so Tory has said this before, but this time, as she was cutting out the breast she says (again) "I HATE it when the muscles twitch!" To which I poo-poo-ed her, saying she's a weenie, and then, I made my first cut. *twitch* *scream attempt* what was that?!?!?! I went to cut again, and it happened again! Tory, is laughing so hard, she's had to stop working on the chicken, and made mention of something about comeuppance. I get around the middle and top (we have them upside down) with a few more twitching and scream attempts while Tory laughs when I reached in and felt... ba-bump. ITS HEART JUST WENT BA-BUMP!!!!! "Cool!" Now, not only does Tory work in the ER, she loves it and, really, belongs there. I flash to the time she was allowed to touch the instruments that were *with reverence* just inside of and touching someone's heart! (This is really a good thing, that she loves what she does--it means that you don't have to. :) "Fine, stick your fingers in there, and maybe it'll beat for you." She was over before I finished saying 'your'. :) Nothing. I cut along the bottom, touching it as little as possible, and as quickly as possible, grabbing onto as I made the final cut-- ba-bump. AAAAA!!! While I shake my fingers, trying to get the feeling off, Tory is pouting (while she's trying to reach in and touch it's heart) because it just won't do it for her--she finally gave it a squeeze (I think) because it gave one last beat! A kid in a candyshop with a whole dollar to spend had nothing on her.