All the discussion about medical rights had me thinking.... Should terminally ill cancer victims who have failed to respond to all standard treatments for their condition have the right to be prescribed and administered drugs which are still undergoing pharmaceutical investigation and are not approved by the FDA for use? (Reference: New England Journal of Medicine, July 26, 2007, p. 408.) As a note: From the Associated Press August 7, 2007: WASHINGTON - Terminally ill patients do ...

That's it. I am so frustrated. I have watched my weight creep up for the last few months and I weighed in this morning at 160. That is 15 lbs more than where I should be and 13 more than I was last year at this time. I've watched myself slide. I've made excuses why my day was so rough that only chocolote would save me. I've eaten junk food late at night becuase it was "special occasion" (day ending in Y) I quit my job and managed to NOT start my new one. All this fun has pushed me...

I am currently typing this with my eyes closed, opening them only every few sentances to check my spelling and so forth. Why am I leaning on my ability to type without looking you may ask? Because myt eyes hurt so freaking bad that any light....especially that from a computer monitor is incredibly painful. This doesn't happen to me very often but it scares me very very badly when it does. One day I just wake up and poof. my eyes are bugging me. It gradually progresses untill I am having...

When Hyperborean Wanderer and I were newlyweds, one of the things that drove him nuts, was my absentmindedness. I frequently locked myself out of the house and out of my car. I would forget what I was doing and what I was supposed to do. (Although I was plauged by the sense that I had forgotten something important) I was always running back into the house for my purse or a paper that I forgot. With time and patience, he taught me to do a pat down before I left the house....keys, check....