Photo by Laurence Geai
Ann Van Haver, midwife for MSF holds a newborn she helped deliver in M’Poko camp in Central African Republic. The camp hosts around 40,000 people who have inadequate access to water, food and shelter. The rainy season is beginning and is certain to make conditions worse. Every day, MSF teams provide over 1,000 medical consultations and assist in at least 10 births.
Photo by Laurence Geai
Sonia is 21 years old. Last December, while Sonia was more than seven months pregnant, a wave of extreme violence struck Bangui, the capital of Central African Republic, obliging her to flee her neighborhood and seek refuge in the M’Poko camp. With the help of midwives, Sonia safely delivered her baby in the field hospital set up by MSF in the camp.
Is it political if I tell you that if we burn coal, you’re going to warm the atmosphere? Or is that a statement of fact that you’ve made political? It’s a scientific statement. The fact that there are elements of society that have made it political, that’s a whole other thing.
A picture of a boy out of my kitchen window in our first apartment in San Francisco. I found this while digging around on my old blog the other night and showed it to Brent. For all the growing up that we thought we had done when we got married, it was nothing compared to the past few years of our lives. This was from a time when only we existed. When there was an abundance of sleep and a lack of commitments. When all there was to do was love one another. Now there are days and weeks when it takes very purposeful effort to make each other feel loved. Sometimes after the children’s needs at met, there is little left over for each other. But we try, oh how we work, to feed that fire that used to blaze untamed. The days of a wild Romeo at my window are gone. There are lines in his brow and gray in his hair. But I covet him in a way now that I never could then. Because we have loved through the mundane, the sleepless, the stress filled, the predictable and the very unfairytale moments of our lives together. And to me, that is worth more than a wistful story book sort of love.
It’s actually happening!
Ben Savage’s most important purpose in the world was pretty clearly to play Cory Matthews.
I got this super special phone holder that allows my shit arms to sext in bed.
This dude is fucking hilarious
"I don’t understand my feelings. Sometimes I feel sad and I don’t know why. Then sometimes I feel silly, and I don’t know why either. Now I feel ‘wow,’ because this is my very first interview."
I feel you kid, I feel you
I’ve seen this photograph very frequently on tumblr and Facebook, always with the simple caption, “Ghost Heart”. What exactly is a ghost heart?
More than 3,200 people are on the waiting list for a heart transplant in the United States. Some won’t survive the wait. Last year, 340 died before a new heart was found.
The solution: Take a pig heart, soak it in an ingredient commonly found in shampoo and wash away the cells until you’re left with a protein scaffold that is to a heart what two-by-four framing is to a house.
Then inject that ghost heart, as it’s called, with hundreds of millions of blood or bone-marrow stem cells from a person who needs a heart transplant, place it in a bioreactor - a box with artificial lungs and tubes that pump oxygen and blood into it - and wait as the ghost heart begins to mature into a new, beating human heart.
Doris Taylor, director of regenerative medicine research at the Texas Heart Institute at St. Luke’s Episcopal Hospital in Houston, has been working on this— first using rat hearts, then pig hearts and human hearts - for years.
The process is called decellularization and it is a tissue engineering technique designed to strip out the cells from a donor organ, leaving nothing but connective tissue that used to hold the cells in place.
This scaffold of connective tissue - called a “ghost organ” for its pale and almost translucent appearance - can then be reseeded with a patient’s own cells, with the goal of regenerating an organ that can be transplanted into the patient without fear of tissue rejection.
This ghost heart is ready to be injected with a transplant recipient’s stem cells so a new heart - one that won’t be rejected - can be grown.
This is crazy.
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