I'm up late, doing what I am nearly always doing when I'm up late: worrying.
This time it started because I like to have something to watch on TV while I'm stirring the fudge, and I'd finished my disc of The Wire so I just turned it to PBS. It was a program about this awesome thing they've discovered: a way to generate stem cells from regular old adult skin cells, instead of in controversial ways. The problem is that the way they get the skin cells to do this is by introducing a special kind of virus. And that virus! Oh, guess what? It causes cancer! They showed lumpy pink mice.
Well, and they're working on that. But in the meantime, is that not the makings of an apocalyptic novel? A virus some scientists are using for good, but have not yet perfected! It escapes! The whole world gets cancer and dies, except for the select few who will now spend their time plundering stores, figuring out how to fix a broken leg with no doctor, and trying to contact other survivors!
So there I am, lying awake picturing my children---and everyone else's children---dying of cancer. Oh, the weight of all that imaginary human pain! And I was cursing myself for having so MANY children. Why did I have any children at all after the first one, when I realized his continued existence was absolutely essential to my continued will to live? I was trying to lay in reserves, but instead I dramatically decreased my odds of living my life's dream: dying as an old lady who never had anything truly bad happen to one of her children.
Well, so you can see why I had to get up and bask in the light of the computer. Seasonal Affective Disorder can be treated with UV lights; Nighttime Worrying Disorder can be treated with monitor light.
Living in Maryland is showing the giftie she got, and posting her new contest.
Pink Elefant is starting a new contest.
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