my surgeon wanted me to donate my body for research. he retired before i died (we expected me to survive ten years something like thirty years ago) but there’s a small corpus of research out there on me. seven or eight papers from various doctors. it’s kinda weird.
Wow, that’s actually really cool. Information from you is helping doctors further their understanding of the human body. You’re making a positive contribution to the world just by existing. That’s awesome.
My sister in law was written up in the New England Journal of Medicine for surviving a massive overdose of malaria medication she was given by mistake. It was something like 20x what any human has ever survived.
When I was in therapy my therapist said she could write a paper on me. This was flattering but also hmmm.
my surgeon wanted me to donate my body for research. he retired before i died (we expected me to survive ten years something like thirty years ago) but there’s a small corpus of research out there on me. seven or eight papers from various doctors. it’s kinda weird.
Wow, that’s actually really cool. Information from you is helping doctors further their understanding of the human body. You’re making a positive contribution to the world just by existing. That’s awesome.
My sister in law was written up in the New England Journal of Medicine for surviving a massive overdose of malaria medication she was given by mistake. It was something like 20x what any human has ever survived.
Like she could have you bend over and she’d put a paper on your back and write on it?
The first time I saw a psychiatrist, she asked if she could hug me.
It was cool with me, so I accepted. She seemed truly moved, and although I can hypothesize as to why, but I don’t think I’ll ever actually know.
It does make me think I should write a book sometime.