The Aftermath of the Afterbirth

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Remember this post about the stuff in the jar that wasn’t beef jerky?

Well, after storing the dried up placenta bits in the fridge, the pill capsules finally arrived in the mail and Alisha commenced with the encapsulation last night. It took a few tries with a few different food processors, but eventually that placenta turned to dust as it was wont to do.

I didn’t get to watch the entire process of getting all of that placenta powder into the pills, but I did have the pleasure of witnessing the first attempt at processing it, and kids? Don’t try this at home. Just have Alisha do it for you. So, before, it had been reported that cooking placenta smells like liver. Dried placenta? Smells like mushrooms. Just. Like. Mushrooms.

So, I guess the first of Alisha’s placenta encapsulations has been a success, and now she is going to offer to do it for friends and friends of friends, and maybe even think about renting a place where she can have a real business doing this, because apparently this is a thing people like to do. Yeah.

So. That’s all I have to say about that. 

And if you are wondering what the background to these pictures is? Those are my D&D papers from the game I was playing last night, and the sweet boat that Dan made for last night’s encounter. Oops, I did it again. Ship. The sweet SHIP he made. 

Luckily, I have a few more D&D pictures to share with you tomorrow, the day I will offically have kicken NaBloPoMo’s ass.

Feel like sharing some thoughts?