From December 13, 1902, an un-subtle suggestion for a Christmas present:
From the days of Yellow Fever (September 16, 1905):
Quackery is a saddening thing for me to think of and see. People who, using the hope of medicine to defraud those desperate or unable to see through their crap impostures.
So, still in 1905, on July 1st, the back page of the Literary Digest (I swear I’ll get out of this issue eventually, but there is so much in it to blog about!):
Usually the title is cited in data analysis, but it also applies to other situations, such as this one.
I feel like blogging about my medical problem(s). If you’re not interested you can skip this post.
To be clear, I’m not expecting a diagnosis from my readers. I am seeing a doctor about this.
I live in the United States. From what I gather, blood and blood product donations are mostly run by the Red Cross (ARC) here. There are, however, smaller local blood banks that do their own donations and drives. I went to one today to give plate-lets.
No, I’m not referring to the notorious practice of running ads requesting donations of mony before the end of the year on various sites (WikipediA comes to mind).
For years I used to donate blood products at a Red Cross place. Now, however I live in a place that is not served by the Red Cross but some independent blood bank. I’ve been avoiding them for a while now, for no real reason, but have no decided I’ll give them a try, even though the nearest one is about an hour away. I’ll try and let you know my result later on today when I get back.