The good, the bad and the drugs
By Jeffrey Sturek | November 30, 2011He was in for his annual check up. No complaints, no new issues since last year. He still had some knee pain at the end of the day - osteoarthritis.
He was in for his annual check up. No complaints, no new issues since last year. He still had some knee pain at the end of the day - osteoarthritis.
For the last couple months he'd had difficulty swallowing solids, and he'd lost about 15 pounds. Otherwise, he had no complaints.
It was a typical Saturday morning, unremarkable at the outset, but one which quickly would become memorable.
His cry was hoarse, but not from overuse. From a 2-month-old baby, one comes to expect a wailing crescendo, yet one of his vocal cords was partially paralyzed, such that his throat only released a dry whimper.
"Find me" and "eat me" are not phrases one would expect to find in scientific literature, but they are common in Dr. Kodi Ravichandran's University lab.
All he did was step off the curb. There wasn't anything particularly unusual about the stride, but his barefoot heel caught the cement and began to bleed.