I have recently tasted a luscious fruit of modernity for the first time in my life: surgery. It was a simple matter that required less than 30 minutes of my doctor’s time; but what a revolution for me. When I awoke from my first experience of anesthesia, I was missing an impacted wisdom tooth that had brought on recurring infections. My tooth was making me sick, so I had it removed. To replace the bone bordering on my sinus cavity, my surgeon inserted a small amount of animal cadaver — sheep, I am told — around which my tissue should rebuild. As a result, I am no longer entirely human.
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