Now that the cat’s out of the bag as I’ve told my brother
I’M GETTING A TORTOISE I’M GETTING A TORTOISE HOLY CRAP TORTOISE
I’m adopting her this week and I cannot contain myself
Coffee is weak compared to thoughts of tortoise
Last night, during my tea-induced insomnia, I thought up of a wonderful and fantastic solution to diabetics having to prick their fingers all the time or having a catheter inserted into their bodies.
And just now, as I got all excited and sat down to do some research to figure out how viable it is, how it would work, I stumble across an article stating that it’s already being used in clinical trials.
Two thoughts: (1) Aw boooo I wanted to do research and apply for grants and maybe instead of just a DVM maybe I could do a DVM/PhD. Such sadness. (2) Holy crap I might actually be smarter than I think I am if I thought up of a solution that MIT thought up of, too.
Because of my mistake of consuming green tea yesterday afternoon, I am exhausted today on account of having maybe four hours of sleep (caffeine affects me).
You’d think I’d learned my lesson, but I had a cup of coffee this morning. It was really difficult to stay awake at work and I was forgetting things. So I made myself a cup of coffee.
I was passed out for two hours during my lunch break.
The irony is fabulous.
Never having caffeine past noon again
Yesterday, after my early morning run, I grabbed a green tea from Starbucks and forgot about it on my kitchen counter. When I finally remembered, around 4pm, I heated it up and drank it.
I usually go to bed at 10pm. At 2am, I was wide awake and hyper from the caffeine and Tumblr.
I don’t know which affected me more.
Does anyone else have that one person they abhor for all eternity and you rant about them in your journal but like they don’t deserve to be in there and so you rip them out and tear their pages up into little bits and then burn the pieces for the blasphemy of writing them there in the first place?
Write to write. Write because you need to write. Write to settle the rage within you. Write with an internal purpose. Write about something or someone that means so much to you, that you don’t care others think.
I took my girlfriend to an improv show the other night and during intermission we were passionately arguing over whether half a 5 Hour Energy shot would give you 2.5 hours of energy or 5 hours of half-assed energy so we turned around to ask the opinions of the three people behind us and one of them said “Are all your arguments like this because we heard you in the lobby earlier fighting over the right way to pronounce ‘egg’?”
Is this us? I think this is us.
A 15-Year-Old Builds a Mind-Controlled Robotic Arm
Shiva Nathan’s new prosthetic can read patterns in the wearer’s brainwaves and transmit them to a robotic arm, allowing the user to flex the mechanical fingers with nothing more than their thoughts. And if this project needed any more cool points, its creator is 15 years old.In fact, Nathan was even younger when the idea germinated: In 2012, after hearing about a family member in India who lost both forearms, he set out to design a prosthesis of his own. Although he now takes pre-college classes at MIT, Nathan didn’t have access to a world-class robotics lab in which to build an artificial arm. What he did have was a Mindwave Mobile headset by NeuroSky, a California company that builds brainwave-reading headsets that allow people to play games with their thoughts, or trains them to meditate and control those thoughts.NeuroSky’s electroencephalography (EEG) headset can detect brain activity patterns associated with specific mental states such as concentration or relaxation. It can then relay that data via Bluetooth to a computer or smartphone. Nathan hacked that hardware so he could use it to control his arm. When the wearer clears her mind, the arm’s elbow bends and waves back and forth. When she focuses on a thought, even something as simple as a number, the robot fingers flex.
Check out Beta Boston for the original article, or check the source to read where the excerpt is from!
We have developed a novel micropacemaker to address the critical problem of complete heart block in the fetus. This condition is a life-threatening emergency in a fetus, and is nearly always fatal if hydrops fetalis develops at a young gestational age. There are currently no effective treatment options in these cases, and attempts to implant an extra-uterine pacemaker with electrodes on the fetal heart have invariably failed due to lead dislodgement from fetal movement.
Researchers at USC have created a fetal pacemaker. There are lots of research like this being done across the U.S. The photograph above shows a surgery from Children’s Cincinnati where they are implanting a pacemaker to a child in utero.
This is where I want to be.
This is Biomedical Engineering. It’s so wonderful.
3D printed Liver
I fee like my blog is becoming a 3-D printing blog.. but I can’t stop! How amazing is this? Honestly, looking at a liver, it just seems like a big hard block of tissue. It’s very hard to visualize the vessels going through the liver, and when you are removing a tumor or cancerous tissue, it can be very difficult.
Dr. Zein’s team from Cleveland Clinic has used this method in over 30 cases so far with very high success rates. It has allowed his team to decrease the amount of time in operation, and prepare more thoroughly!
I love these transparent livers.. I really need one for my room.
Sorry I haven’t had the opportunity to write up my nano particle things yet! I will definitely be talking about them soon, but until then.. here is an awesome invention you might be interested in.
Elizabeth Holmes started a company called Theranos which is revolutionizing the world of phlebotomy. By creating new assays, she has created cheaper, more accurate, and less blood (just a drop)!
She has even regulated the process by removing steps that may cause human error, like cell cultures.
Check out her beautiful website http://www.theranos.com/the-experience for more information!
I gotta say…. I love BME…..
Lunchbox & Kirby Mug, Part 1
(Part 2 here)
Today would have been Lunchbox's 11th birthday. Some mornings, Mommy still reflexively looks to where his tank used to be. We miss his happy face, but our wonderful friends have made sure we have many things to remember him by. Waffles and Mango's mom sent us a beautiful painting of Lunchbox, and we have this fabulous mug from friend qvoro.
Friend qvoro drew both Lunchbox and me on this mug back in December. Silly Mommy never got a chance to photograph Lunchbox next to his side of the mug. It is the bestest mug ever!
A toast to Lunchbox!
I WANT THIS