Hey!
It's my 50th recorded day of survival! I feel like I should do something special...
No.
Oh, I'm partially recovered from my crazy state yesterday evening... I was expecting an imminent terrifying event.
What event would that be?
I'm unable to say. It's got something to do with my greatest fear... In this case not zombies.
Anyway, it was... postponed. So I'm safe for now. I won't have to dig my own grave yet...
Moving onto more broadly interesting things, I found out some hopeful news today.
Researchers in London have found out that some humans are naturally immune to the fosinopril infection...
Excellent! It's great news!... But you're probably thinking, like me, why did it take so bloody long to work this out?
After 19 years of this dead rising situation, doctors have only just discovered a cellular resistance to chemical attack?
Lazy bastards.
Lying around all day, thinking about drugs and antidotes and so on, and they didn't think to take DNA samples from survivors?
You have got to be kidding me.
Even I might have made the jump from 'someone bitten isn't infected' to 'maybe it's genetic'. Do you know how they found this?
X-rays. They were looking at X-ray cures, and they measured infection levels before and after treatment, and guess what?
Certain patients who turned up with minor symptoms after being chomped by an undead had shrugged off the compound themselves.
It's sad really, that biologists and medical specialists didn't notice this ridiculously important discovery until almost 20 years in!
The impact of this revelation is huge... If we can isolate the gene or vitamin or whatever that fights off the fosinopril naturally...
Everyone on earth might be curable!... Isn't that great news?
Doctors of the world, hear my plea! Save humanity from the clutches of death! Stop reading this, get to work! Time's a-wasting!
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