Aorta, Please Do not Dissect.

I got roped into going to some heart-healthy-info-session-vigil today. So I spent of the whole time walking through tables and such, all with big posters of mangled hearts, clotted veins, and arteries lined with fats. For some reason pictures of internal body parts give me the heebee-jeebies. I can't stand them; they give me irrational chest pains accompanied by a sort of nausea. It doesn't feel good.