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Making Science Completely Fascinating

Some stories stick with you, marinating, festering, always present. They might piss you off, make you happy, confuse you, but you keep thinking about them. Henrietta Lacks’ story is like that.

As a young mother suffering from cancer in a segregated US, Lacks unknowingly changed the course of medical history. But her identity and contribution to science remained a secret to most of the world.

In 1976, the American magazine Rolling Stone featured an article about Henrietta Lacks and her family. They were also the subject of a 1996 documentary by the BBC called The Way of All Flesh and articles in Ebony and Science80. But not until the publishing of The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks, by Rebecca Skloot, has the whole story been shared.

To explain the tremendous impact Lacks had, it is essential to go into the details of her medical history and of medical research. Though that sets up the possibility for a very dull narrative, Skloot deftly explains the material and focuses on the human element in such a way that readers will be sucked in.

In doing research for this story, Skloot painstakingly gains the trust of Lacks’ surviving children, especially her daughter Deborah. Through interviews with them, relatives, physicians and researchers, a story slowly builds.

In the 1950s Lacks was treated for a cancer that was later diagnosed as cervical cancer. Although treated in a segregated ward at Johns Hopkins in Baltimore, Maryland, she received care that was considered to be the best available for African Americans. Despite this, Lacks died as a result of her cancer at the age of 31, leaving behind five children and her husband.

At that same at John Hopkins, George Gey was busily researching how to keep cells alive and growing. It wasn’t until Gey received a sample of Lacks’ cells that he found success. And a lot of it. Lacks’ cells, named HeLa after the first two initials in Lacks’ first and last names, grew at a great rate and didn’t stop. These cells were a huge scientific discovery that would change medical research and patient rights forever.

After a few false starts, Gey developed a way to send samples of HeLa around the world. Researchers were able to use them to create treatments for cancer and AIDS. They made it possible to do tests on the polio vaccine, effects of radiation and safety of various everyday products. Researchers also challenged the rights of patients, experimenting by injecting live patients will HeLa (cancer), which led to more stringent regulations being created.

The part of Lacks’ story that stuck in the mind of her sons was this: Although Johns Hopkins didn’t make any money off of HeLa, other people around the world did. Lots of money. And the Lacks family not only didn’t get a percentage of it, they didn’t even know that the cells had been taken. The family was poor with no health insurance and several members were battling illnesses. Medicine was profiting from their relative’s cells but they weren’t getting to enjoy the benefits of medicine.

The part that Lacks’ daughter Deborah couldn’t help but focus on: Via her cells, Lacks was having an enormous global effect and adding to scientific knowledge, but her own daughter didn’t have a single memory of Lacks.

Although Skloot gives voice to the sons, the focus of The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks, due to the influence of Deborah, is Henrietta.

The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks, Skloot’s first book, takes readers on a journey through history. Readers will be happy to have found this book and to learn of HeLa, which plays such an important role in medicine and research and continue to live on and thrive and to learn about the woman behind those cells.

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Housebound and Pretty Happy About It

I have been feeling puny. Not exactly sick, anymore, but still very puny. Germs hit most people and result in a cough, sinus attack, GI issues, etc. Days later, it seems to go away and all is well. Lucky. If whatever the germ is attacks waist up, guaranteed I will be dealing with it for weeks.

And so I am enjoying my first ever week off work between Christmas and New Years and spending the whole time getting winded from going up the steps. Wonder Boy goes to work (ha!) and comes home asking what I did. Answer: nothing. “You must be getting stir crazy,” he says. Nope. In fact, yesterday I went out to volunteer at the animal rescue and it did me in!

On the upside, I have watched more Law & Order SVU than I know what to do with and am caught up on reading. I just finished SuperFreakonomics by Steven Levitt and Stephen Dubner. I tell you more about it soon when I do blatant self-promotion and link to the review I am writing for a site in England.

“Site in England?” you ask. Yes, that’s right. I am writing internationally now. I’ll fill you in on that soon.

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To Being Thoroughly Engrossed

I’m in the middle of a great book – The Rossetti Letter by Christi Phillips – and it’s making time at the gym a little easier to endure and going up to bed earlier more a treat because it means I get to read a chapter or two. I’ve already read the sequel to the book (oops!) so I know Phillips will keep my attention all the way through the end of the story.
Normally when I have a good book in my hand, I want to tear through it but am also very aware that I should attempt to slow down and make it last a little longer. But! On my bedside table are two more books waiting to be polished off – the second and third of the Millennium trilogy (Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, etc.). It’s like a signed permission slip to be gluttonous in my reading this holiday weekend. And don’t think I won’t take advantage of it.
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Seeing a World in Colors

A Book Review of “The Book Thief” by Mark Zusak

I’ve read books with narrators of all sorts, but I think reading a tale about a little girl as seen by the Angel of Death is a new one for me. You’d think that the Angel of Death might bring some nasty, dark twist to the whole thing, but he doesn’t. He’s absolutely lovely in his descriptions of things. He sees the world and people as colors and is saddened by the fact the more of us don’t see all of the colors the world has to offer. It is for that reason that he likes children. Only from the mouth of a child will you hear an innocent, colorful description that may or may not be grounded in reality.

“The Book Thief” centers on Liesel Meminger during World War II. Her father is a communist and she and her mother and brother must flee for safety. In the end, she is the only one we know to end up in a safe place. Her brother passes away and as the Angel of Death comes to retrieve his light soul, he becomes enamored by Liesel. Against all protocol for an angel of death, the Angel of Death keeps tabs on Liesel and her life.

What Zusak illustrates is how hard life was in small German towns during World War II beyond the death camps of which we know. In this story there is a duality of someone who is protecting a Jewish man but also becoming a Nazi soldier to save his family and trying to reconcile those differences, a girl who is seeing racism right up close and experiencing the lower-class families all around her watch their lives dissipate.

Liesel’s salvation is words. She is taught to read and thrives on reading. She helps others survive through her love of literature and it’s no coincidence on Zusak’s part that that the Angel of Death is so good with words himself.

“The Book Thief” is a wonderful book and a thought provoking read.

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Suicide and Other Cheery Topics

A Book Review of “The Virgin Suicides” by Jeffrey Eugenides

It’s been so many years that I can’t describe exactly why, but when I read the Pulitzer Prize-winning book “Middlesex” by Jeffrey Eugenides I feel in love with it. He described the emotions, the anguish of the main character so poignantly that it was hard to believe that the author could have not shared experiences that his character endured.

A recent subscriber of http://www.goodreads.com/, the site suggested I read more books by Eugenides. First I attempted to read “My Mistress’ Sparrow is Dead: Great Love Stories from Chekhov to Munro” but I only made it through the first short story before returning the book to the library. So instead I decided to read “The Virgin Suicides.”

I watched Sofia Coppola’s version of “The Virgin Suicides” when it came out but don’t remember much about my reaction to the film. In looking up details now, I realize that it starred a ton of famous people. (My guess is having the last name Coppola helps when you are casting your first movie. Not trying to be catty … just is very talented … but still.) I do distinctly recall not really getting the film because it was depressing and I couldn’t see why you would want to see a depressing movie.

Enter, the book.

If you’ve not read “The Virgin Suicides,” this is only a slight spoiler alert because the ending is revealed on the first page or two of the book. The four sisters central to the story commit suicide. From there, if you can believe this, it is all downhill. Downhill from suicide!

The thing is, Eugenides is an artist in the way he uses words to express himself. I wish I could be eloquent. And because of this “The Virgin Suicides” was a very worthwhile read. Just don’t read it while you’re in a bad mood!

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