Yep, in theory. Depends on concentration, but that could conceivably do it.
Some inhaled ones don't affect me, though. I've had nitrous when I've gone to the dentist, for example. That was a really fun and tense moment as the hygenist stood by with a syringe.
I was nearly killed by science, but then I was saved by science.
When I was 6 or so, went into the hospital for surgery on my eye. As they were putting me under, my body started freaking out, 106 degree fever, convulsions, the whole 9 yards.
No one knew what was happening, I wasn't allergic. One doctor (God fucking bless him to this day) immediately knew what was going on. He identified it as Malignant Hyperthermia, a fairly rare and mostly unknown at the time genetic disease that essentially kills me if I inhale anesthetics.
The doctor, and the doctor's training in SCIENCE, told the nurses to get dantrolene, a chemical created and refined by SCIENCE. They administered it, and instead of dying really fucking quickly, I was out of the hospital in a few days. Survived for a few decades now.
My eye still sucks, though.
Extra points for Science! Thou Art a Fickle Lover, and also for remembering the exact name of a chemical compound you were administered at the age of 6.
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The real debate here is if there are more people who are dead because of science than alive.
How many times do you have to be told, 'think, then post,' before it takes? Taking a page from the signature .gif that recreates Ege's horrendous 'rape doesn't hurt women' posts, we're getting to the point where it's quite possible for someone to make a rotating library of your gems of non-thought. :x
Anyway, Insulin dependant diabetic since I was six. Thank you science, for your genetically modifed E.coli.
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The first one falls under the “I Almost Died Because of Science, but Then Science Saved Me†category. When I was a brand spankin’ new baby they gave me penicillin (turns out I'm deathly allergic). Once they realized I was having a reaction (screaming, turning red and swelling) they took counter measures.
When I was fourteen I shattered my ankle in three places running on ice in a snowstorm. Genius, I know. They thought they were going to have to amputate my leg from the knee down. Just going on natural order, no "civilization" involved, I would have been the weak member of the herd and picked off by a predator. Saved by a miracle doctor and science… sort of. At least my leg was.
I stepped on glass when I was twenty and I didn't get it all out of my foot. A week later I had red lines creeping up the veins in my foot and leg. It was blood poisoning. I had to have the tiny shards dug out and intravenous antibiotics pumped in... The blood poisoning went away; however, they didn’t get all of the glass out at the hospital. I had to go back a month later when my foot was still infected and have more dug out. Eventually saved by science.
When I was twenty three I was all messed up, dizzy, no one could tell me why. I thought science was failing me. Eventually it turned out I had a giant (bigger than a baby) sized blood filled cyst on my right ovary, which could of burst and caused me immense, writhing screaming pain and perhaps bled out to the point of killing me. It was, at the very least, squashing my bladder and displacing organs. Perhaps saved by science.
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The real debate here is if there are more people who are dead because of science than alive.
How many times do you have to be told, 'think, then post,' before it takes? Taking a page from the signature .gif that recreates Ege's horrendous 'rape doesn't hurt women' posts, we're getting to the point where it's quite possible for someone to make a rotating library of your gems of non-thought. :x
This has been done. I'm thinking about asking for permission to put it in my sig.
The real debate here is if there are more people who are dead because of science than alive.
How many times do you have to be told, 'think, then post,' before it takes? Taking a page from the signature .gif that recreates Ege's horrendous 'rape doesn't hurt women' posts, we're getting to the point where it's quite possible for someone to make a rotating library of your gems of non-thought. :x
Anyway, Insulin dependant diabetic since I was six. Thank you science, for your genetically modifed E.coli.
That is awesome. Five points to you for reaping the benefits of genetic manipulation, and also for making me daydream for a good five minutes about 'Bioshock, The E.Coli Edition,' which was also awesome, though not quite in the same way.
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GoodKingJayIIIThey wanna get mygold on the ceilingRegistered Userregular
edited February 2009
Best I can say is that were it not for modern medicine, I'd probably be blind in my left eye.
Other than that I never get sick. Seriously, I have the constitution of a god.
Extra points for Science! Thou Art a Fickle Lover, and also for remembering the exact name of a chemical compound you were administered at the age of 6.
When your life literally depends on remembering that name, you tend to have it seared into your skull. :rotate:
When I was 3 years old I ended up in the hospital and my lung collapsed so they had to cut a hole in me to stick a tube down there to reinflate it, yay science!
My teeth have metal jammed into prior cavities. I for one am a big proponent of eating to survive.
Seriously. Denistry kicks ass. More than most people realize.
One of the leading causes of death in ancient Egypt, and the main reason very few people (even the upper class! Pharaohs died from this shit) lived past 40 years of age, was death from bad teeth (infections etc...).
My daughter had bacterial pneumonia that didn't manifest as anything obvious but still almost killed her within 3 days (very FAST deterioration after a seemingly inocuous bit of lethargy / feeling fine cycling).
A witch doctor would have prescribed a few barks to chew on but SCIENCE provided the insane quantity and variety of anti-biotics it took to clear the infection and save her precious life.
On a sort of Science, Thou Art Fickle note, I'm allergic to sulfa meds. I'm not sure how allergic, because I don't remember being given them, but yeah, Science giveth and taketh away I suppose.
On a sort of Science, Though Art Fickle note, I'm allergic to sulfa meds. I'm not sure how allergic, because I don't remember being given them, but yeah, Science giveth and taketh away I suppose.
Oh man, me too. According to my parents the one time I was administered them I got "snake skin". Snake skin!
I could share one, but I have a one that almost qualifies for "science almost killed me, but saved by science" that happened to my 2nd brother:
One day he didn't wake up.
So he's rushed to the hospital.
Doctor hooks him up, sees that his blood sugar is zero.
Doctor starts pumping sugar into brother's body.
Nurse comes by, tells doctor that the batteries in the unit are dead.
tl;dr A doctor almost overdosed my brother on sugar.
On a sort of Science, Though Art Fickle note, I'm allergic to sulfa meds. I'm not sure how allergic, because I don't remember being given them, but yeah, Science giveth and taketh away I suppose.
Oh man, me too. According to my parents the one time I was administered them I got "snake skin". Snake skin!
Is that a product from Prescot Pharmaceuticals? (yeah I had to look up how to spell that)
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- "Proving once again the deadliest animal of all ... is the Zoo Keeper" - Philip J Fry
I have Hereditary Spherocytosis which means my red blood cells are created misshapen. The spleen attacks them as foreign cells, causing jaundice and other fun stuff.
As treatment, my spleen was removed when I was 10. The surgeon decided to swipe my gall bladder while he was at it. Turns out you don't need that either.
Downside: a compromised immune system
Upside: my blood can kill people
I have Hereditary Spherocytosis which means my red blood cells are created misshapen. The spleen attacks them as foreign cells, causing jaundice and other fun stuff.
As treatment, my spleen was removed when I was 10. The surgeon decided to swipe my gall bladder while he was at it. Turns out you don't need that either.
Downside: a compromised immune system
Upside: my blood can kill people
Five points for Not Needing That, and moving humanity one step closer to shuffling off our mortal coil completely, that our brains might one day be spliced into gigantic robot bodies! Hooray!
C-Section. Otherwise, actually, I think I might just be alive regardless. Of course, that ignores science's contributions in terms of eradicating disease and other potential dangers or predators, promoting hygiene, providing food, clean water, and shelter more consistently and efficiently, etc.
Easy demonstration of the undeniable fact that science saves more lives than it takes:
Despite there being dramatically larger numbers of people in the world over time, expected lifespan has continued to increase, and is strongly correlated with technological and scientific development. Even if you attribute all deaths in modern warfare to science (which is grossly unfair - only our ability to kill people more quickly and efficiently is increased by science, not our propensity to do so), science still comes out way, way ahead.
Haven't had anything huge and hospital-worthy yet, but I know my life would suck a whole lot worse without SCIENCE!
I can barely even read my monitor without glasses, let alone the stuff I'd need to live a productive life.
I didn't seriously consider slitting my throat when I got strep because SCIENCE! gave me antibiotics and a relatively short recovery time, instead of "oh god when will the agony end". Further, the development of delicious frozen treats by FOOD SCIENCE! numbed my throat down enough so that I could do something beyond curl up into the fetal position and mentally beg my bed to swallow me whole and crush me in its springy embrace.
Oh, and then TECHNOLOGICAL SCIENCE! developed this box sitting on my desk that I'm using to talk to you people, which keeps me sane instead of starting to talk to my action figures out of loneliness and thinking they talk back.
So, yeah. SCIENCE! hasn't saved me, but it's given me a far better life.
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SirUltimosDon't talk, Rusty. Just paint.Registered Userregular
edited February 2009
SCIENCE!! has saved my life twice. The first time was when I was around 8 and got pneumonia. Surely it would have killed me without help from science.
The second time was when I was 12 and my esophagus started to close. Some kind of infection that left me hospitalized for a week.
Or, you know, just stick to the OP. I do not think that I have been directly saved by any modern medical technology. I have never had a broken bone or any serious illness. Though I would probably have wooden teeth by now, which would totally suck.
I've been thinking about this. Medicine is just one field of Science, but not the only one that saves lives.
If you were ever say, kidnapped, thrown into the trunk of a car, and rescued later by use of a cellphone, I think you would still qualify.
If you were spotted drowning out at sea and rescued by a helicopter, then yes, you are alive because of Science!
If you were drowning because your hoverjet guidance system thought you were landing in South China instead of the South China Sea, then you were almost killed by Science. Bad Science! No Cookie!
I think though, that having your basic everyday needs (food, clothing, shelter) facilitated by Science! is only an Honourable Scientific Mention. After all, you may have still been born, and may have still survived. You might, for example, have been able to find a way to feed yourself without SCIENCE!, say by co-operating with your neighbor. Or by eating them.
Death Defying Tales! Aversions of an Otherwise Tragic Destiny! Frikken Laserbeams! Awesome!
I was born without a pituitary gland. So without science (ie- synthetic thyroid, growth hormone, and testosterone), I believe I would be a "little people".
I know that's not saving my life or anything, but I'd have a drastically different life, for sure.
Without Science my daughter would either always be an only child, or not have her mother.
When my daughter was born the cord detached from the placenta and delayed the delivery of the placenta. This caused me to retain to much blood and my uterus could not clamp down enough to stop the bleeding. So I was in real danger of bleeding out. Had it been 50+ years ago I more than likley would have. As it was, if the catheter to keep my blader out of the way and use of oxytocin to help my uterus contract, I would have had to have a hysterectmy. Which would not have been possible without science either.
Born with a heart defect - large hole between first and third ventricle of the heart. You know how they rate babies when they pop out on a scale of 1 to 10 in terms of colour, breathing, blood pressure etc? I scored TWO. 2 out of 10.
They cut me open and stuck my heart back together and here I am, 24 years later, waiting for the hammer to fall.
Nothing too major that I remember, but I definitely would have lost at least a foot if it weren't for IV antibiotics. Of course, the bike that I was on when I crashed and skidded 10 feet on the top of my flip flop clad left foot wouldn't have existed without science. Neither would the asphalt I skidded over for that matter.
I could share one, but I have a one that almost qualifies for "science almost killed me, but saved by science" that happened to my 2nd brother:
One day he didn't wake up.
So he's rushed to the hospital.
Doctor hooks him up, sees that his blood sugar is zero.
Doctor starts pumping sugar into brother's body.
Nurse comes by, tells doctor that the batteries in the unit are dead.
tl;dr A doctor almost overdosed my brother on sugar.
Science is pretty sweet.
...anyway, I can walk around without limping because of an artifical hipjoint that some quack wanted to stick in me at age 5 because my parents took me to a specialist who knew SCIENCE.
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Yep, in theory. Depends on concentration, but that could conceivably do it.
Some inhaled ones don't affect me, though. I've had nitrous when I've gone to the dentist, for example. That was a really fun and tense moment as the hygenist stood by with a syringe.
Born via C-Section ~11 weeks early, check
Lived in a plastic box for 2 weeks, check
Ruptured appendix at 4, check
SCIENCE!
... and just for a dose of Metal, apparantly I decided I needed to be breathing air when St Helens blew up.
Extra points for Science! Thou Art a Fickle Lover, and also for remembering the exact name of a chemical compound you were administered at the age of 6.
Anyway, Insulin dependant diabetic since I was six. Thank you science, for your genetically modifed E.coli.
The first one falls under the “I Almost Died Because of Science, but Then Science Saved Me†category. When I was a brand spankin’ new baby they gave me penicillin (turns out I'm deathly allergic). Once they realized I was having a reaction (screaming, turning red and swelling) they took counter measures.
When I was fourteen I shattered my ankle in three places running on ice in a snowstorm. Genius, I know. They thought they were going to have to amputate my leg from the knee down. Just going on natural order, no "civilization" involved, I would have been the weak member of the herd and picked off by a predator. Saved by a miracle doctor and science… sort of. At least my leg was.
I stepped on glass when I was twenty and I didn't get it all out of my foot. A week later I had red lines creeping up the veins in my foot and leg. It was blood poisoning. I had to have the tiny shards dug out and intravenous antibiotics pumped in... The blood poisoning went away; however, they didn’t get all of the glass out at the hospital. I had to go back a month later when my foot was still infected and have more dug out. Eventually saved by science.
When I was twenty three I was all messed up, dizzy, no one could tell me why. I thought science was failing me. Eventually it turned out I had a giant (bigger than a baby) sized blood filled cyst on my right ovary, which could of burst and caused me immense, writhing screaming pain and perhaps bled out to the point of killing me. It was, at the very least, squashing my bladder and displacing organs. Perhaps saved by science.
They tried to bury us. They didn't know that we were seeds. 2018 Midterms. Get your shit together.
That is awesome. Five points to you for reaping the benefits of genetic manipulation, and also for making me daydream for a good five minutes about 'Bioshock, The E.Coli Edition,' which was also awesome, though not quite in the same way.
Other than that I never get sick. Seriously, I have the constitution of a god.
When your life literally depends on remembering that name, you tend to have it seared into your skull. :rotate:
Seriously. Denistry kicks ass. More than most people realize.
One of the leading causes of death in ancient Egypt, and the main reason very few people (even the upper class! Pharaohs died from this shit) lived past 40 years of age, was death from bad teeth (infections etc...).
science.
A witch doctor would have prescribed a few barks to chew on but SCIENCE provided the insane quantity and variety of anti-biotics it took to clear the infection and save her precious life.
Oh man, me too. According to my parents the one time I was administered them I got "snake skin". Snake skin!
One day he didn't wake up.
So he's rushed to the hospital.
Doctor hooks him up, sees that his blood sugar is zero.
Doctor starts pumping sugar into brother's body.
Nurse comes by, tells doctor that the batteries in the unit are dead.
tl;dr A doctor almost overdosed my brother on sugar.
Is that a product from Prescot Pharmaceuticals? (yeah I had to look up how to spell that)
- "Proving once again the deadliest animal of all ... is the Zoo Keeper" - Philip J Fry
As treatment, my spleen was removed when I was 10. The surgeon decided to swipe my gall bladder while he was at it. Turns out you don't need that either.
Downside: a compromised immune system
Upside: my blood can kill people
Only 20/20? You got ripped off. My laser eyes are way better than that.
Five points for Not Needing That, and moving humanity one step closer to shuffling off our mortal coil completely, that our brains might one day be spliced into gigantic robot bodies! Hooray!
Nah it can be fatal... depends on person though but most people would have huge difficulties with a collapsed lung not providing oxygen.
Uh...
Damn. I've had a lucky life, in retrospect.
Old PA forum lookalike style for the new forums | My ko-fi donation thing.
Easy demonstration of the undeniable fact that science saves more lives than it takes:
Despite there being dramatically larger numbers of people in the world over time, expected lifespan has continued to increase, and is strongly correlated with technological and scientific development. Even if you attribute all deaths in modern warfare to science (which is grossly unfair - only our ability to kill people more quickly and efficiently is increased by science, not our propensity to do so), science still comes out way, way ahead.
I can barely even read my monitor without glasses, let alone the stuff I'd need to live a productive life.
I didn't seriously consider slitting my throat when I got strep because SCIENCE! gave me antibiotics and a relatively short recovery time, instead of "oh god when will the agony end". Further, the development of delicious frozen treats by FOOD SCIENCE! numbed my throat down enough so that I could do something beyond curl up into the fetal position and mentally beg my bed to swallow me whole and crush me in its springy embrace.
Oh, and then TECHNOLOGICAL SCIENCE! developed this box sitting on my desk that I'm using to talk to you people, which keeps me sane instead of starting to talk to my action figures out of loneliness and thinking they talk back.
So, yeah. SCIENCE! hasn't saved me, but it's given me a far better life.
The second time was when I was 12 and my esophagus started to close. Some kind of infection that left me hospitalized for a week.
I've been thinking about this. Medicine is just one field of Science, but not the only one that saves lives.
If you were ever say, kidnapped, thrown into the trunk of a car, and rescued later by use of a cellphone, I think you would still qualify.
If you were spotted drowning out at sea and rescued by a helicopter, then yes, you are alive because of Science!
If you were drowning because your hoverjet guidance system thought you were landing in South China instead of the South China Sea, then you were almost killed by Science. Bad Science! No Cookie!
I think though, that having your basic everyday needs (food, clothing, shelter) facilitated by Science! is only an Honourable Scientific Mention. After all, you may have still been born, and may have still survived. You might, for example, have been able to find a way to feed yourself without SCIENCE!, say by co-operating with your neighbor. Or by eating them.
Death Defying Tales! Aversions of an Otherwise Tragic Destiny! Frikken Laserbeams! Awesome!
I know that's not saving my life or anything, but I'd have a drastically different life, for sure.
When my daughter was born the cord detached from the placenta and delayed the delivery of the placenta. This caused me to retain to much blood and my uterus could not clamp down enough to stop the bleeding. So I was in real danger of bleeding out. Had it been 50+ years ago I more than likley would have. As it was, if the catheter to keep my blader out of the way and use of oxytocin to help my uterus contract, I would have had to have a hysterectmy. Which would not have been possible without science either.
They cut me open and stuck my heart back together and here I am, 24 years later, waiting for the hammer to fall.
My parents take great joy in reminding me (especially since I'm majoring in philosophy) that I was "full of shit from the start"
Science is a harsh mistress.
Science is pretty sweet.
...anyway, I can walk around without limping because of an artifical hipjoint that some quack wanted to stick in me at age 5 because my parents took me to a specialist who knew SCIENCE.
And wasn't an asshole.
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