Sunday, January 16, 2011
Joby Talbot - The Kiss Piano Sheet Music
Young My poor fish
In a beautiful mountain lake, a young fish to death was unfortunate not to swim. His entourage was nice to confirm that he was surrounded by water, he did not drown and that if n had never learned to swim because it was all fish in the world could swim, he wanted nothing to do. He remained carpet in a rock and die. A healer came to whisper a secret. When he awoke the fish was war. The water had become his element. He was fearless. He could not reveal his secret, but it tells only attentive ears revealed in dreams. If the girl agreed to sleep a little, she might hear him whisper his secret fish. The monk smiled, noting that the girl had fallen asleep listening to his story. He left quietly. She came the next day to thank him for his concern and tell him that she had rested a clear mind and without anxiety. Without knowing results it was nevertheless at peace knowing he did his best to succeed. The monk knew then that the fish in a dream he had whispered mushotoku.
Hair Ribbons With Volleyballs
back in oncology?
Cancer: A revolution is brewing
part2 
The history of 4 patients, 4 different cases
A new research protocol for me?
Despite 4 years after diagnosis of cancer, after 9 months of palliative care, the chances are that I make my return soon to the club re-treated in oncology.
Indeed, Dr. MF, Hemato-oncologist who followed me three years, through 4 protocols different returned from his long vacation a year. In the meeting in the corridors of the service, she said: "You look well, we can not let Mr. Caspar palliative care.. We'll work it through targeted therapies.
Dr. MF asked if I was interested in the research process. Of course it An appointment was given to me to see the specifications, prepare the transfer of the case and everything that implies. First, it must meet the eligibility criteria, which are sometimes severe .... What molecule will be used? What technology? What lab? At which institution? When? Is treatment mandatory, difficult, long-lived?
And I think it is a serious probability that it succeeds.
Prime appointments, the 25 January 2011, to discuss ...
I think it's worth it to take another treatment. My life does not depend
but certainly its duration.
my body to science, I like the idea ..
You have not finished reading me!
CD
That way, there will be new things to tell
I will keep you
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I feel you went to one day be the new dean of humanity.
What you could help science to progress, it's fabulous.
Here's at least one who does not have to torture to find out what it is ...
Who am I, where am I, how rack etc?
I like your adventures once those Tabarly.
J.
TARGETED THERAPIES
Cancer: A revolution is brewing
repotrage discovery Radio-Canada
part1
part2
Targeted therapies, what is it?
and English ...
http://www.cancer.gov/cancertopics/factsheet/Therapy/targeted
Monday, January 10, 2011
Yukon Xl Or Toyota Sequoia
In palliative care team CLSC Plateau
A big thank you to all those who regularly come to see if the machine is still working properly and spend a little time to share, bring good mood and offer a reasonable and realistic hope in a situation yet unpredictable.
Thanks Simon nurse navigator long experience, who handles the humor, the reflexion with much skill that the syringe and Julie, the little star nurse, it was a great experience for all Téléquébec and not even fallen in apples, Anne Katherine, my nutritionist who does everything she can to make me gain weight (she succeeds) and finally a big thank you to Dr. Gerald , which in addition to following me, knows his patients with delight his bike, his guitar, his beautiful voice, her serious relaxation and great professionalism and finally his beautiful accent to Nova Scotia.
To all of you and to others, thank you for your dedication, not only to me, but for all these old people, alone in the world who often have no one else as a visitor that a team like this. Heartfelt thank you, and I hope to share with you a long time.
The cover of this book by William Réjeau, tenderly illustrated by Serge Bloch I really liked because it resembles the commitment that you practice every day ...
see also blog http://www.deedeeparis.com/blog/quel-beau-metier-vous-faites-de-william-rejault
"What a beautiful job you "This sentence there, I heard more than once in service.
I put on my coat, I'm here for you, I am your nurse. I see you naked, I see you suffer, sometimes I listen to these secrets you never told your loved ones. I am at your service, dedication and understanding. For years I note memories, meetings, a few words scrawled on the body that I have encountered, the laughter and the tears, wounds that will not leave me and smiles again rejoice.
Small paper trail of these moments, small notebooks in the depths of my pockets that I share with you today. What a beautiful job I do, yes, let me tell you. 
A big thank you to all those who regularly come to see if the machine is still working properly and spend a little time to share, bring good mood and offer a reasonable and realistic hope in a situation yet unpredictable.
Thanks Simon nurse navigator long experience, who handles the humor, the reflexion with much skill that the syringe and Julie, the little star nurse, it was a great experience for all Téléquébec and not even fallen in apples, Anne Katherine, my nutritionist who does everything she can to make me gain weight (she succeeds) and finally a big thank you to Dr. Gerald , which in addition to following me, knows his patients with delight his bike, his guitar, his beautiful voice, her serious relaxation and great professionalism and finally his beautiful accent to Nova Scotia.
To all of you and to others, thank you for your dedication, not only to me, but for all these old people, alone in the world who often have no one else as a visitor that a team like this. Heartfelt thank you, and I hope to share with you a long time.
illustration Serge Bloch
The cover of this book by William Réjeau, tenderly illustrated by Serge Bloch I really liked because it resembles the commitment that you practice every day ...
see also blog http://www.deedeeparis.com/blog/quel-beau-metier-vous-faites-de-william-rejault
"What a beautiful job you "This sentence there, I heard more than once in service.
I put on my coat, I'm here for you, I am your nurse. I see you naked, I see you suffer, sometimes I listen to these secrets you never told your loved ones. I am at your service, dedication and understanding. For years I note memories, meetings, a few words scrawled on the body that I have encountered, the laughter and the tears, wounds that will not leave me and smiles again rejoice.
Small paper trail of these moments, small notebooks in the depths of my pockets that I share with you today. What a beautiful job I do, yes, let me tell you.
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