Stepping Up
Ok so we’ve really stepped up our game now and lots of really cool stuff seems to all be happening at the same time. The Hela cells which we knocked the genes down in on Monday are looking good and today we fixed them in place and used a few of the microscopes to take a look.
So far we have been slowly working our way up the food chain, we started with the little (still bigger than anything we have at school) microscope in the cell culture room, this is the baby of the family. But today we happened to find an interesting couple of cells that needed further investigation.
So we moved on to the teenager across the lab. This guy is hooked up to the computer so we can take a couple of images, a handy improvement. He has also has a UV light to look at stained parts of the cells. But he is a grumpy so and so, it takes seven switches to get him out of bed and ready to work in the mornings. Seven! He has good and bad days I hear. But today he decided that his fine focus wasn’t going to work. So it took some nifty jiggery pokery (technical term) from Jenny to get the photos just right.
But tomorrow we get to use the biggest and baddest beast of them all. This guy is mental. The Don. Jenny showed him to us for the first time yesterday and he even has his own office. Despite his busy schedule we also get to have another go with him tomorrow to look at our Hela cells, im very excited about this part. The images are crazy mixtures of shapes and colour. I can’t wait. Fingers crossed all goes well.
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Lols this made me laugh! I love how you talked about the microscopes, especially the Don! xD
Aah I can’t wait to see our cells tomorrow!
The Don says (in throaty Mafia whisper): “Step into my office, kid. I like you. I like your cells. As long as you don’t make any trouble or interfere with my laser sources, I’m sure we’ll get on fine.”
If The Don makes you an offer it claims you can’t refuse, run. Or threaten to remove its objectives, that’ll teach it a lesson.
We might have to leave a Drosophila head in its bed…
You come to me
on the day
of my daughter’s staining…?