On December 12, 2008, I watched ABC News’ 20/20 and I was left slack-jawed by an incredible story about a boss that donated a kidney to an employee. At initial viewing, you are led to coo and ohh, but when you pause to think about the facts behind the story, you being to become outraged at selfishness dressing itself in motherhood.
Erica Sison wrote this article.
To body number 1…
Spreading and covering your body
I feel the texture of your skin
Soft to touch yet
Certain parts wrinkling
Deborah Nuber wrote this article.
In the dreamy, tranquil warmth of awareness
Her fears are banished
Her mortality now distant
She is empowered by her triumph
Her heart soars on the wings of new hope
As the woman awakens.
Echezona Ezeanolue wrote this article.
One by one they walked in
Expecting me to cut the hand that fed me
As I wrestled with this in my mind
I prayed that I would be right
That the cancer had not spread
But limited to the breast tissue
As I made a mark around my surgery site
I wondered what a loss
My patient might feel
With the first flash of blood
I bit my lips
If I offered you a gift — and you must accept the gift and you must use the gift only on yourself — which one of these two things would you choose: Getting plastic surgery; or receiving a killer new computer setup?
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With the crazy skyrocketing cost of healthcare in America one is always on the search for ways to save a penny or two to get well and feel healthy. I’m sure some of us have even wondered about the cost-to-benefit ratio of going to a surgeon over preparing yourself for life under your own scalpel. We don’t recommend the self-surgery path, but Anatomical.com provides a glimpse into the wonder of the science of the body and while you won’t find your brain on drugs there, you will find your brain on a pedestal:
by Steve Gaines
for the better part of sixty-five years
(that’s a rounded off number of course…
more like sixty-three years and six months)
I’ve been chasing the coronary demons
the ones I’ve only recently caught up with
…about ten years ago actually
(another rounded off number…
but never mind the precise number)
for many years…I suppose you could say… I “abused” it
burgers and fires and hot fudge sundaes…
that sort of abuse!
and for the last ten…
I suppose you could say…I “over worked” it
marathons bicycle rides long distant walking…
that sort of work!
however you spell it
lately…things have begun to wear out in a serious way
joints and tendons
and those invisible vessels running over my heart
by Steve Gaines
post-bypass…
written February 21, 1995
across my room in the other bed
behind the drawn curtain
lies an old man dying without his beard
clinging noisily to one more night of life
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