While watching a 60 Minutes rerun last night, a story about a guy with the idea for a cancer silver bullet in the form of nanoparticles that zero in on cancer and being full of metal are then zapped with microwave type energy which kills the cancer. (He tested it using a hot dog.)
His got me thinking about multiple sclerosis and all the research being done to cure and repair those of us affected by MS. In 1990 a few weeks after I was officially diagnosed, the bold headline in the NY Times was: “Cure for MS” Of course I was delighted, even though the article spiraled down to the fact that it could be a few years away. 18 years later, I’m still waiting and now need more than a cure; I need repair too.
So, you will understand my great skepticism at such medical claims. When I asked my neurologist in 1990 if there would ever be a cure for MS, he replied, “Not in our lifetime.” By 1999, he told me he had a cure, “…on paper.” In 2004, he brushed off his MS practice like so much lint on his collar and joined Genetech in sunny California to research eyes.
In the late 1990’s a cure for MS was the buzz. I spoke to a person with MS at least weekly via my job with the city, taking calls from citizens. They had the same story---THEIR doctor told them there was a cure around the corner.
On my second visit to my upstanding and highly regarded neurologist, I asked him where I could get a model of a brain at. “Why?” he asked.
“So I can figure out a cure for MS,” I replied matter-of-factly. He had no change of countenance, but I’m sure he thought me daft.
Took a year (b4 Internet ya know), but I found one and read all I could about the brain. My book collection already had several such books as I have always been interested in the workings of the mind. I can’t remember what I ended up doing with that brain; my bizarre habit of leaving objects in unusual places seems to bring me great joy. Always a re-gifter, as I am NOT a collector of s-t-u-f-f, nor do I appreciate unrequested art or books. (That strikes me as soooo intrusive and controlling. One feels obligated to display the art and read the book. My life is short, ya know?)
Well, now I see no cure nor repair in sight. But, this man’s idea, no matter how flawed, was something; which is always better than nothing…well, usually, has made me decide I must again take it upon myself to find a cure and repair for multiple sclerosis. First I will put forth my hypothesis and then find some young, hungry, biotechnology researchers/and or students to prepare my ideas for the general public consumption, post computer generated models. Off I go. Think about it and me know any ideas you have might have,
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While watching a 60 Minutes rerun last night, a story about a guy with the idea for a cancer silver bullet in the form of nanoparticles that zero in on cancer and being full of metal are then zapped with microwave type energy which kills the cancer. (He tested it using a hot dog.)
His got me thinking about multiple sclerosis and all the research being done to cure and repair those of us affected by MS. In 1990 a few weeks after I was officially diagnosed, the bold headline in the NY Times was: “Cure for MS” Of course I was delighted, even though the article spiraled down to the fact that it could be a few years away. 18 years later, I’m still waiting and now need more than a cure; I need repair too.
So, you will understand my great skepticism at such medical claims. When I asked my neurologist in 1990 if there would ever be a cure for MS, he replied, “Not in our lifetime.” By 1999, he told me he had a cure, “…on paper.” In 2004, he brushed off his MS practice like so much lint on his collar and joined Genetech in sunny California to research eyes.
In the late 1990’s a cure for MS was the buzz. I spoke to a person with MS at least weekly via my job with the city, taking calls from citizens. They had the same story---THEIR doctor told them there was a cure around the corner.
On my second visit to my upstanding and highly regarded neurologist, I asked him where I could get a model of a brain at. “Why?” he asked.
“So I can figure out a cure for MS,” I replied matter-of-factly. He had no change of countenance, but I’m sure he thought me daft.
Took a year (b4 Internet ya know), but I found one and read all I could about the brain. My book collection already had several such books as I have always been interested in the workings of the mind. I can’t remember what I ended up doing with that brain; my bizarre habit of leaving objects in unusual places seems to bring me great joy. Always a re-gifter, as I am NOT a collector of s-t-u-f-f, nor do I appreciate unrequested art or books. (That strikes me as soooo intrusive and controlling. One feels obligated to display the art and read the book. My life is short, ya know?)
Well, now I see no cure nor repair in sight. But, this man’s idea, no matter how flawed, was something; which is always better than nothing…well, usually, has made me decide I must again take it upon myself to find a cure and repair for multiple sclerosis. First I will put forth my hypothesis and then find some young, hungry, biotechnology researchers/and or students to prepare my ideas for the general public consumption, post computer generated models. Off I go. Think about it and me know any ideas you have might have,
While watching a 60 Minutes rerun last night, a story about a guy with the idea for a cancer silver bullet in the form of nanoparticles that zero in on cancer and being full of metal are then zapped with microwave type energy which kills the cancer. (He tested it using a hot dog.)
His got me thinking about multiple sclerosis and all the research being done to cure and repair those of us affected by MS. In 1990 a few weeks after I was officially diagnosed, the bold headline in the NY Times was: “Cure for MS” Of course I was delighted, even though the article spiraled down to the fact that it could be a few years away. 18 years later, I’m still waiting and now need more than a cure; I need repair too.
So, you will understand my great skepticism at such medical claims. When I asked my neurologist in 1990 if there would ever be a cure for MS, he replied, “Not in our lifetime.” By 1999, he told me he had a cure, “…on paper.” In 2004, he brushed off his MS practice like so much lint on his collar and joined Genetech in sunny California to research eyes.
In the late 1990’s a cure for MS was the buzz. I spoke to a person with MS at least weekly via my job with the city, taking calls from citizens. They had the same story---THEIR doctor told them there was a cure around the corner.
On my second visit to my upstanding and highly regarded neurologist, I asked him where I could get a model of a brain at. “Why?” he asked.
“So I can figure out a cure for MS,” I replied matter-of-factly. He had no change of countenance, but I’m sure he thought me daft.
Took a year (b4 Internet ya know), but I found one and read all I could about the brain. My book collection already had several such books as I have always been interested in the workings of the mind. I can’t remember what I ended up doing with that brain; my bizarre habit of leaving objects in unusual places seems to bring me great joy. Always a re-gifter, as I am NOT a collector of s-t-u-f-f, nor do I appreciate unrequested art or books. (That strikes me as soooo intrusive and controlling. One feels obligated to display the art and read the book. My life is short, ya know?)
Well, now I see no cure nor repair in sight. But, this man’s idea, no matter how flawed, was something; which is always better than nothing…well, usually, has made me decide I must again take it upon myself to find a cure and repair for multiple sclerosis. First I will put forth my hypothesis and then find some young, hungry, biotechnology researchers/and or students to prepare my ideas for the general public consumption, post computer generated models. Off I go. Think about it and me know any ideas you have might have,
While watching a 60 Minutes rerun last night, a story about a guy with the idea for a cancer silver bullet in the form of nanoparticles that zero in on cancer and being full of metal are then zapped with microwave type energy which kills the cancer. (He tested it using a hot dog.)
His got me thinking about multiple sclerosis and all the research being done to cure and repair those of us affected by MS. In 1990 a few weeks after I was officially diagnosed, the bold headline in the NY Times was: “Cure for MS” Of course I was delighted, even though the article spiraled down to the fact that it could be a few years away. 18 years later, I’m still waiting and now need more than a cure; I need repair too.
So, you will understand my great skepticism at such medical claims. When I asked my neurologist in 1990 if there would ever be a cure for MS, he replied, “Not in our lifetime.” By 1999, he told me he had a cure, “…on paper.” In 2004, he brushed off his MS practice like so much lint on his collar and joined Genetech in sunny California to research eyes.
In the late 1990’s a cure for MS was the buzz. I spoke to a person with MS at least weekly via my job with the city, taking calls from citizens. They had the same story---THEIR doctor told them there was a cure around the corner.
On my second visit to my upstanding and highly regarded neurologist, I asked him where I could get a model of a brain at. “Why?” he asked.
“So I can figure out a cure for MS,” I replied matter-of-factly. He had no change of countenance, but I’m sure he thought me daft.
Took a year (b4 Internet ya know), but I found one and read all I could about the brain. My book collection already had several such books as I have always been interested in the workings of the mind. I can’t remember what I ended up doing with that brain; my bizarre habit of leaving objects in unusual places seems to bring me great joy. Always a re-gifter, as I am NOT a collector of s-t-u-f-f, nor do I appreciate unrequested art or books. (That strikes me as soooo intrusive and controlling. One feels obligated to display the art and read the book. My life is short, ya know?)
Well, now I see no cure nor repair in sight. But, this man’s idea, no matter how flawed, was something; which is always better than nothing…well, usually, has made me decide I must again take it upon myself to find a cure and repair for multiple sclerosis. First I will put forth my hypothesis and then find some young, hungry, biotechnology researchers/and or students to prepare my ideas for the general public consumption, post computer generated models. Off I go. Think about it and me know any ideas you have might have,
While watching a 60 Minutes rerun last night, a story about a guy with the idea for a cancer silver bullet in the form of nanoparticles that zero in on cancer and being full of metal are then zapped with microwave type energy which kills the cancer. (He tested it using a hot dog.)
His got me thinking about multiple sclerosis and all the research being done to cure and repair those of us affected by MS. In 1990 a few weeks after I was officially diagnosed, the bold headline in the NY Times was: “Cure for MS” Of course I was delighted, even though the article spiraled down to the fact that it could be a few years away. 18 years later, I’m still waiting and now need more than a cure; I need repair too.
So, you will understand my great skepticism at such medical claims. When I asked my neurologist in 1990 if there would ever be a cure for MS, he replied, “Not in our lifetime.” By 1999, he told me he had a cure, “…on paper.” In 2004, he brushed off his MS practice like so much lint on his collar and joined Genetech in sunny California to research eyes.
In the late 1990’s a cure for MS was the buzz. I spoke to a person with MS at least weekly via my job with the city, taking calls from citizens. They had the same story---THEIR doctor told them there was a cure around the corner.
On my second visit to my upstanding and highly regarded neurologist, I asked him where I could get a model of a brain at. “Why?” he asked.
“So I can figure out a cure for MS,” I replied matter-of-factly. He had no change of countenance, but I’m sure he thought me daft.
Took a year (b4 Internet ya know), but I found one and read all I could about the brain. My book collection already had several such books as I have always been interested in the workings of the mind. I can’t remember what I ended up doing with that brain; my bizarre habit of leaving objects in unusual places seems to bring me great joy. Always a re-gifter, as I am NOT a collector of s-t-u-f-f, nor do I appreciate unrequested art or books. (That strikes me as soooo intrusive and controlling. One feels obligated to display the art and read the book. My life is short, ya know?)
Well, now I see no cure nor repair in sight. But, this man’s idea, no matter how flawed, was something; which is always better than nothing…well, usually, has made me decide I must again take it upon myself to find a cure and repair for multiple sclerosis. First I will put forth my hypothesis and then find some young, hungry, biotechnology researchers/and or students to prepare my ideas for the general public consumption, post computer generated models. Off I go. Think about it and me know any ideas you have might have,
While watching a 60 Minutes rerun last night, a story about a guy with the idea for a cancer silver bullet in the form of nanoparticles that zero in on cancer and being full of metal are then zapped with microwave type energy which kills the cancer. (He tested it using a hot dog.)
His got me thinking about multiple sclerosis and all the research being done to cure and repair those of us affected by MS. In 1990 a few weeks after I was officially diagnosed, the bold headline in the NY Times was: “Cure for MS” Of course I was delighted, even though the article spiraled down to the fact that it could be a few years away. 18 years later, I’m still waiting and now need more than a cure; I need repair too.
So, you will understand my great skepticism at such medical claims. When I asked my neurologist in 1990 if there would ever be a cure for MS, he replied, “Not in our lifetime.” By 1999, he told me he had a cure, “…on paper.” In 2004, he brushed off his MS practice like so much lint on his collar and joined Genetech in sunny California to research eyes.
In the late 1990’s a cure for MS was the buzz. I spoke to a person with MS at least weekly via my job with the city, taking calls from citizens. They had the same story---THEIR doctor told them there was a cure around the corner.
On my second visit to my upstanding and highly regarded neurologist, I asked him where I could get a model of a brain at. “Why?” he asked.
“So I can figure out a cure for MS,” I replied matter-of-factly. He had no change of countenance, but I’m sure he thought me daft.
Took a year (b4 Internet ya know), but I found one and read all I could about the brain. My book collection already had several such books as I have always been interested in the workings of the mind. I can’t remember what I ended up doing with that brain; my bizarre habit of leaving objects in unusual places seems to bring me great joy. Always a re-gifter, as I am NOT a collector of s-t-u-f-f, nor do I appreciate unrequested art or books. (That strikes me as soooo intrusive and controlling. One feels obligated to display the art and read the book. My life is short, ya know?)
Well, now I see no cure nor repair in sight. But, this man’s idea, no matter how flawed, was something; which is always better than nothing…well, usually, has made me decide I must again take it upon myself to find a cure and repair for multiple sclerosis. First I will put forth my hypothesis and then find some young, hungry, biotechnology researchers/and or students to prepare my ideas for the general public consumption, post computer generated models. Off I go. Think about it and me know any ideas you have might have,
While watching a 60 Minutes rerun last night, a story about a guy with the idea for a cancer silver bullet in the form of nanoparticles that zero in on cancer and being full of metal are then zapped with microwave type energy which kills the cancer. (He tested it using a hot dog.)
His got me thinking about multiple sclerosis and all the research being done to cure and repair those of us affected by MS. In 1990 a few weeks after I was officially diagnosed, the bold headline in the NY Times was: “Cure for MS” Of course I was delighted, even though the article spiraled down to the fact that it could be a few years away. 18 years later, I’m still waiting and now need more than a cure; I need repair too.
So, you will understand my great skepticism at such medical claims. When I asked my neurologist in 1990 if there would ever be a cure for MS, he replied, “Not in our lifetime.” By 1999, he told me he had a cure, “…on paper.” In 2004, he brushed off his MS practice like so much lint on his collar and joined Genetech in sunny California to research eyes.
In the late 1990’s a cure for MS was the buzz. I spoke to a person with MS at least weekly via my job with the city, taking calls from citizens. They had the same story---THEIR doctor told them there was a cure around the corner.
On my second visit to my upstanding and highly regarded neurologist, I asked him where I could get a model of a brain at. “Why?” he asked.
“So I can figure out a cure for MS,” I replied matter-of-factly. He had no change of countenance, but I’m sure he thought me daft.
Took a year (b4 Internet ya know), but I found one and read all I could about the brain. My book collection already had several such books as I have always been interested in the workings of the mind. I can’t remember what I ended up doing with that brain; my bizarre habit of leaving objects in unusual places seems to bring me great joy. Always a re-gifter, as I am NOT a collector of s-t-u-f-f, nor do I appreciate unrequested art or books. (That strikes me as soooo intrusive and controlling. One feels obligated to display the art and read the book. My life is short, ya know?)
Well, now I see no cure nor repair in sight. But, this man’s idea, no matter how flawed, was something; which is always better than nothing…well, usually, has made me decide I must again take it upon myself to find a cure and repair for multiple sclerosis. First I will put forth my hypothesis and then find some young, hungry, biotechnology researchers/and or students to prepare my ideas for the general public consumption, post computer generated models. Off I go. Think about it and me know any ideas you have might have,
While watching a 60 Minutes rerun last night, a story about a guy with the idea for a cancer silver bullet in the form of nanoparticles that zero in on cancer and being full of metal are then zapped with microwave type energy which kills the cancer. (He tested it using a hot dog.)
His got me thinking about multiple sclerosis and all the research being done to cure and repair those of us affected by MS. In 1990 a few weeks after I was officially diagnosed, the bold headline in the NY Times was: “Cure for MS” Of course I was delighted, even though the article spiraled down to the fact that it could be a few years away. 18 years later, I’m still waiting and now need more than a cure; I need repair too.
So, you will understand my great skepticism at such medical claims. When I asked my neurologist in 1990 if there would ever be a cure for MS, he replied, “Not in our lifetime.” By 1999, he told me he had a cure, “…on paper.” In 2004, he brushed off his MS practice like so much lint on his collar and joined Genetech in sunny California to research eyes.
In the late 1990’s a cure for MS was the buzz. I spoke to a person with MS at least weekly via my job with the city, taking calls from citizens. They had the same story---THEIR doctor told them there was a cure around the corner.
On my second visit to my upstanding and highly regarded neurologist, I asked him where I could get a model of a brain at. “Why?” he asked.
“So I can figure out a cure for MS,” I replied matter-of-factly. He had no change of countenance, but I’m sure he thought me daft.
Took a year (b4 Internet ya know), but I found one and read all I could about the brain. My book collection already had several such books as I have always been interested in the workings of the mind. I can’t remember what I ended up doing with that brain; my bizarre habit of leaving objects in unusual places seems to bring me great joy. Always a re-gifter, as I am NOT a collector of s-t-u-f-f, nor do I appreciate unrequested art or books. (That strikes me as soooo intrusive and controlling. One feels obligated to display the art and read the book. My life is short, ya know?)
Well, now I see no cure nor repair in sight. But, this man’s idea, no matter how flawed, was something; which is always better than nothing…well, usually, has made me decide I must again take it upon myself to find a cure and repair for multiple sclerosis. First I will put forth my hypothesis and then find some young, hungry, biotechnology researchers/and or students to prepare my ideas for the general public consumption, post computer generated models. Off I go. Think about it and me know any ideas you have might have,
While watching a 60 Minutes rerun last night, a story about a guy with the idea for a cancer silver bullet in the form of nanoparticles that zero in on cancer and being full of metal are then zapped with microwave type energy which kills the cancer. (He tested it using a hot dog.)
His got me thinking about multiple sclerosis and all the research being done to cure and repair those of us affected by MS. In 1990 a few weeks after I was officially diagnosed, the bold headline in the NY Times was: “Cure for MS” Of course I was delighted, even though the article spiraled down to the fact that it could be a few years away. 18 years later, I’m still waiting and now need more than a cure; I need repair too.
So, you will understand my great skepticism at such medical claims. When I asked my neurologist in 1990 if there would ever be a cure for MS, he replied, “Not in our lifetime.” By 1999, he told me he had a cure, “…on paper.” In 2004, he brushed off his MS practice like so much lint on his collar and joined Genetech in sunny California to research eyes.
In the late 1990’s a cure for MS was the buzz. I spoke to a person with MS at least weekly via my job with the city, taking calls from citizens. They had the same story---THEIR doctor told them there was a cure around the corner.
On my second visit to my upstanding and highly regarded neurologist, I asked him where I could get a model of a brain at. “Why?” he asked.
“So I can figure out a cure for MS,” I replied matter-of-factly. He had no change of countenance, but I’m sure he thought me daft.
Took a year (b4 Internet ya know), but I found one and read all I could about the brain. My book collection already had several such books as I have always been interested in the workings of the mind. I can’t remember what I ended up doing with that brain; my bizarre habit of leaving objects in unusual places seems to bring me great joy. Always a re-gifter, as I am NOT a collector of s-t-u-f-f, nor do I appreciate unrequested art or books. (That strikes me as soooo intrusive and controlling. One feels obligated to display the art and read the book. My life is short, ya know?)
Well, now I see no cure nor repair in sight. But, this man’s idea, no matter how flawed, was something; which is always better than nothing…well, usually, has made me decide I must again take it upon myself to find a cure and repair for multiple sclerosis. First I will put forth my hypothesis and then find some young, hungry, biotechnology researchers/and or students to prepare my ideas for the general public consumption, post computer generated models. Off I go. Think about it and me know any ideas you have might have,
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