My Dad was a biomedical engineer for my entire “at home” life. He and his department at the hospital he worked at were in charge of all types of hospital equipment. They also tended to be somewhat responsible for the disposal of unused/expired tools and machines. Because these things were just too cool to throw away, and probably because my Dad did not have someone at home saying “Dont you DARE bring another piece of equipment into MY home…” we ended up with a lot of cool* gadgets in my house.
One item still hangs in our kitchen (I believe). It looks like a miniature litter-grabber. You know the tools, squeeze the handles and the claws at the bottom pick up something off the ground. The one in our kitchen was only about 12 inches long, probably made of titanium, and was used for some type of medical procedure. I’m guessing obstruction removals of some sort. (Dad, Xhibit, if you read this, feel free to email me the details I know I’m screwing up).
So, this tool (which cost a LOT of money, I’m sure) hung in our kitchen. Why? You may ask.
Well my dad would use it when he would lose the drawstring to his sweatpants. He would stick that tool in the slot for his drawstring and pull the end out. I would have loved to have had that thing yesterday when I lost the drawstring on my pajama bottoms. *sigh*
Next up: Fake hips, Artificial Arteries, Radon Detectors and other cool gadgets in the childhood Zoot home.
*Of course – I found NONE of these things cool as a pre-teen. I was still trying to conform to “popular” standards at that age. I didnt start finding that stuff cool until my late teens and early twenties. I guess it is hard to convince a 14yr old that putting an “Emergency Room” sign above the bathroom is actually quite funny. I obviously didnt develop my sense of humor until I got my drivers license.