X-Message-Number: 29367 From: "marta sandberg" <> Subject: My journey to cryonics Part IV Date: Thu, 29 Mar 2007 14:41:15 +0800 You would be forgiven to think that I rushed straight into cryonics and signed my contract as soon as possible. Wrong. I am far too practical and conservative to do anything like that. By the time we had arrived home from our holiday I had had time to cool down. To put it bluntly, cryonics sounded too good to be true. So I started my search to find out why cryonics COULDN'T work. That took close to three years. Part of the reason why it took so long was my refusal to contact any cryonics organization. I was convinced that they must be con-men trying to sell snake oil. I wanted my research to be uncontaminated by their self-serving influence. So I tried to find and absorb every bit of original research that could have any bearing on cryonics. I am proud to say that when I finally gave in and ordered 'Reaching for Tomorrow' by Alcor I had already read most of their references. It was a long and meandering quest. Some topics are obvious, like cognitive neuroscience. Just hard to find good material on the subject. Others aren't so obvious, like the stability of organizations over a long timespan. That took me into some interesting areas of sociology and business structure. Then there was the problem with aging and the biochemistry of freezing and ischaemic injury. And, of course, nanotechnology had to be investigated further. Nor did I forget to read every article and criticism of cryonics that I could lay my hands on. Only when I could refute all arguments to my own satisfaction was I willing to believe. As I said, that took close to three years. But this was not the end of my journey. Now the toughest battle began. A battle that took almost as long as my research had. I believed in cryonics, but Helmer didn't. He had been deteriorating slowly. In retrospect, our holiday was the high point of his health. He had a heart attack shortly after we came back. Then he suffered partial liver failure. There were recurring bouts of pancreatitis. We found out he had an inoperable pituary brain tumor. And so on, . . a series of things going wrong. I got used to following a screaming ambulance into hospital and the long hard waiting that followed. But he pulled through every time. He was a magnificent stubborn bastard. And he was MY magnificent bastard. I don't think I can ever admire anyone the way I admired Helmer's indomitable spirit to live. Three times the doctors gave up on him and straight out told me would die in hours. Twice they were wrong. Only the last time counts, and maybe that won't be forever. But that was still in the future. I first had to convince him to give cryonics a go. _________________________________________________________________ Join the millions of Australians using Live Search. Try live.com.au http://ninemsn.com.au/share/redir/adTrack.asp?mode=click&clientID=740&referral=million&URL=http://live.com.au Rate This Message: http://www.cryonet.org/cgi-bin/rate.cgi?msg=29367