Nanotech Cancer treatments:
Jul. 16th, 2007 10:33 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wolven7From NewScientist, this morning, also with the heads up, from ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wacko1138: 'Turning cancer cells into mini magnets by using nanoparticles could make biopsies so sensitive and efficient that there will be no need to repeat these invasive tests.'
Math modeling is good, lab testing is good. They just need to do the longer term tests, for any kind of build up of non-extracted residue.
Had dreams about going on a trip through the mall in my head, withmech_angel, looking for birthday things, for me. Then there was something about a road trip with my dad, looking for this particular chilli dog, that only existed at some Jack-In-The-Box, on some state line (comorbid, I blame you). That turned into some chick trying to escape from some summer camp/prison facility, by trying to make a deal with Dr Hannibal Lecter. Something, after that, about cleaning a room, and thinking about the nature of magic. Feeling attacked as I considered the principles of Magical Nature, while peeing.
Felt strange, when I woke up. Ennervated. Drained. Feel better, now. Posideon imagery, in the dream; makes me suspicious.
Morning. Later, I'll talk about all the awesome people who were nice enough to get me stuff. It will be a list.
Food now.
wacko1138: 'Turning cancer cells into mini magnets by using nanoparticles could make biopsies so sensitive and efficient that there will be no need to repeat these invasive tests.'Math modeling is good, lab testing is good. They just need to do the longer term tests, for any kind of build up of non-extracted residue.
Had dreams about going on a trip through the mall in my head, with
mech_angel, looking for birthday things, for me. Then there was something about a road trip with my dad, looking for this particular chilli dog, that only existed at some Jack-In-The-Box, on some state line (comorbid, I blame you). That turned into some chick trying to escape from some summer camp/prison facility, by trying to make a deal with Dr Hannibal Lecter. Something, after that, about cleaning a room, and thinking about the nature of magic. Feeling attacked as I considered the principles of Magical Nature, while peeing.Felt strange, when I woke up. Ennervated. Drained. Feel better, now. Posideon imagery, in the dream; makes me suspicious.
Morning. Later, I'll talk about all the awesome people who were nice enough to get me stuff. It will be a list.
Food now.
