This reminds me of when I had this anatomy course in college and we had to dissect a cat. Despite being an expensive college, they decided to save money and have us skin the cats. We even had to funnel the "cat juice". I remember turning around to gag in my sweater in the beginning. I'm pretty girly, especially then, and generally detest anything grotesque. I can barely kill a spider. But I needed that fucking A. Our tests had little flags in the cat and we had to memorizes the different parts. So, I remember going alone, before the midterm / final, to the room to study the fucking skinned cat. I've never taken my clothes off to shower so fast when I got home. You just gotta do what you gotta do. Breathe through it. Eventually you'll get desensitized. It could be worse.