Diabetic Cyborg Life 11/23: Time Stands Still
A comment on my blog on Selma Blair brought the thoughts that are a choice I will never likely have the privilege to make. The stem cell treatment she got will never be available to me from all I can tell. Medical technology and advances in multiple sclerosis, MS, therapy will likely mean that I would never have the treatment as depicted in the Selma Blair documentary.
Treatments as radical as destroying one’s immune system to rebuild it from scratch with no MS is genius and frightening. These days while considering life and death after my mom’s passing leaves me to think that the rewards of having no MS would be worth it, if I survived. That “if” being the ultimate defining fact of life.
We would do a lot of things if we were promised that we would live through it. That promise of life is why living matters.
As I stated before, the one promise I can make is that we will all die one day.
The fact we live, means that we will die.
