(Wrote this while I was researching for my
Omg…I m so addicted to this theory of Darwin thing…the debate between whether Darwinism is true is very interesting…I think we are all quite familiar with the theory of Darwin ..well the basic ideas.
the ultimate human evolution
taken here
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Random stuffs in my group note…made me laugh during
>The fluid surrounding the baby, amniotic fluid is mostly diluted urine. Throughout the life of the baby in the uterus, it’s swallowing the urine excreting and swallowing it again ….YUCK!!
>Net filtration pressure (in the glomerulus) must be small positive figure
- if negative = no filtration = no urine formation = OMG!
>Without autoregulation
- increased mean arterial pressure (MAP) from 100-123 mmHg would increase GFR
- e.g. filtration of 180 L/day à 225 L/day and urine flow of 1.5 L/day à 46.5 L/day = OMG @!#!%^#!& fluid and salt loss!!!!!!!!!
>But in mammals it is another one of those ‘evolutionary junk’.( Man if he din go on about the evolutionary junk so much, we would have finished this lecture in 15 minutes.)
>Stretch receptors detect filling of bladder, transmit afferent signals to the spinal cord and pons
(Occurs when the bladder is about 200mL)
Signals return to the bladder from spinal cord via parasympathetic fibres in the pelvic nerve
Efferent signals excite detrusor muscles and relax internal urethral sphincter.
(Urine is released unless inhibited by the brain)
SOMETIMES…..
The micturition centre in pons tell the bladder not to pee because you are making a speech in front of hundreds of people.
External urethral sphincter contractsà no urinary flow
i like the big arrows...:)
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There was a large crowd gathering at the gate. Friends and family members were there to bid farewell to everyone there. It may be the last time before they step in through the gate. And then, the gate was activated. Kisses on foreheads were given. Lucky charms switched owners. Promises were made.
Slowly, one by one, we all walked through the portal gate, sending us straight to the war zone. It was somewhat surreal. It’s right here and right now. Somehow, the future is vague. This is what I have been training for. But none of the stimulation combats had prepared me well enough for the size of this war.
We all synchronized our watches and went to our own position as planned before. I took out my name badge and wore it as that would be the only form of identification of dead bodies. I took out my weapon, double-checking it as it will determine whether I’ll live through the war or not.
This is not a normal war but a war with oneself. And this makes it all the harder. I tried to remember back all the tactics, techniques and tricks that I’ve learnt all these while. But everything seemed so blur. I doubt that I am prepared for this war even though my trainers said that I am. But alas, what will come, will come eventually.
As I sat there quietly, I wield my weapon tightly in my hands, just waiting for the general’s signal to start attacking. I said a little prayer. There’s no turning back. This is it. God bless us all.
And he shouted out, exam starts now…
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‘On the count of three, catch me- if not, she’ll hv a hard time. Ready, 1, 2, 3..’
‘No, wait…’
Dum…
‘Crap…’ said the ovum as it lies in the peritoneal cavity looking up at the fimbraie.
‘Oops’
fimbraie are supposed to catch the eggs from the ovaries when they are released
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oMg it’s as bad as living beside an airport if not worse
was referring to the planes flying around during the air race
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