Life (un)limiting conditions
This is not a blog which will head of into new age clap trap, nor is it one that will say that all change come from within. This is one of those blogs inspired by a conversation with a younger person with a dicky ticker, and yes they're happy with me to post it... Its a conversation that we've had over a couple of years. It starts with a simple statement - I am a dinosaur. My surgery was in the first 300 of its type at Great Ormond Street. It was done 41 years ago - the machinery used to keep me alive during that surgery is quite literally in a museum. If you walk into the Science Museum in London, walk into the gallery of scientific progress, (its a right turn after the entrance), you'll get to a big hall and on the right there's a heart bypass machine from the late 60's... It looks like a piece of industrial kitchen equipment. Nothing is digital, nothing seems to be automated. In short it looks crude. That's because it was. That's not a critici...