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The fact that it is done in the privacy of your own home make it even more of a convenient thing to try and do. If this research can keep me from getting uterine cancer then I am all for it. If this research can keep my future granddaughters from having any kind of cancer of the womens reproductive organs than I would suggest that every woman takes the time to look into this research and see what it has to offer for them and the women of their family. I myself have two daughters and I don't know what I would do if anything happened to them, these studies can keep that worry to a minimum. Maybe not get rid of all your worries but it would help some. I know that for some women that time of the month can be a painful and uncomfortable time for them. So much so you wouldn't think about trying to harvest anything, but think about the future of todays women and what your efforts might do to help the women of our future. You would feel proud knowing that you helped some young women with cancer from your stem cells. Read the included press release and decide for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Press Release:&lt;/h4&gt;       Taking Control: Future Therapies for a Host of Serious Diseases May Be Found in Women's Menstrual Blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 07, 2008: 01:28 PM EST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLDSMAR, Fla., July 7 /PRNewswire-FirstCall/ -- With today’s hectic lifestyle, where most women are juggling careers, family, relationships, and a host of activities, the idea of possibly facing a serious illness in the future is not something that readily comes to mind -- especially when a woman is in the prime of her life. But what most women don’t know, is that the key to treating a number of possibly life-threatening diseases that she, a parent, a sibling or even her children may face in later years, such as osteoporosis, heart disease, stroke, Alzheimer’s and Parkinson’s disease, may be found within her own body -- in vital stem cells, which can now be harvested from her own menstrual blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, thanks to the revolutionary research and technology of C’elle, a service dedicated to providing women with a safe and easy method of collecting and preserving stem cells found in her menstrual fluid each month, even the busiest woman can take control of her future, right in the privacy of her own home. With C’elle’s non-invasive collection process, menstrual cells are processed and cryo-preserved (stored at a very low temperature) for potential cellular therapies that may be used in the future. These self-renewing cells one day may even be used for sports medicine or cosmeceutical treatments, such as anti-aging therapies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"C’elle enables and empowers a woman to take control of her future health, and possibly of those genetically closest to her, in a fast, painless and stress free way," said Michelle Kay, Marketing and Sales Manager for C’elle. "We live in exciting times, as science and technology are discovering how extremely valuable menstrual blood stem cells really are, and the enormous treatment potential they represent for future therapies. C’elle’s ongoing research is supporting these promising findings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information about C’elle, please call 1-877-892-3553 or visit www.celle.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.celle.com/mediaKit_testimonials.aspx"&gt;Celle Client Testimonial&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.celle.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/697zga" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/6hh3jk" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3410094134983874665-6711620029880648765?l=internetops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2xGGnH6RsTCOReAVYizzWGrJW8U/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2xGGnH6RsTCOReAVYizzWGrJW8U/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/InternetOps/~4/wlTx6Upjx7U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="http://www.celle.com/mediaKit_testimonials.aspx" title="Take Control Stem Cell Innovation for Women" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://internetops.blogspot.com/feeds/6711620029880648765/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3410094134983874665&amp;postID=6711620029880648765" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3410094134983874665/posts/default/6711620029880648765?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3410094134983874665/posts/default/6711620029880648765?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/InternetOps/~3/wlTx6Upjx7U/take-control-stem-cell-innovation-for.html" title="Take Control Stem Cell Innovation for Women" /><author><name>Angelbby &amp;amp; Devlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05896797356795506266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRind8_pxTc/Sdq5P6_lApI/AAAAAAAAAL8/k87eniIKbsw/S220/Tree.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://internetops.blogspot.com/2008/07/take-control-stem-cell-innovation-for.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEHQHc5eip7ImA9WxdXEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3410094134983874665.post-7954922059496461692</id><published>2008-06-23T11:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T11:57:11.922-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-23T11:57:11.922-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blogging" /><title>Same Shit Different Day</title><content type="html">For the last couple of weeks I have had to feel guilty about a promise that my partner broke. You see, he thought that I said that him buying me a PSP would take the place of him buying me a laptop. I know for a fact that I would not have told him that because a PSP is no where near as valuable as a laptop. It also was to replace the one that a client had given me 4 years ago that his jealous ass made me give back 4 years ago. You see I am a HHA and I take care of people in their homes and a client that I had 4 years ago brought me a laptop to show his thanks for the 4 years of taking care of him and his partner. My partner was jealous that a client brought me a gift of such value that his worthless ass has never done. It would take him buying me more than 20 pairs of shoes, since I love shoes, and more than 20 outfits priced at 75-100 dollars to get anywhere near how much my client had spent on that laptop. When he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;TOLD&lt;/span&gt; me that I had to give it back he promised that he would buy me another one, about a year later he brought me a PSP and from what he and his son says he asked me if that could take the place of the laptop and I supositely said yes that the PSP can do everything that a laptop could, which I know to be bullshit because the PSP is very limited far as the internet goes. You need a PC to download things for a PSP whereas having a laptop everything would go there. So recently he found out that I still was holding him to that promise and he feels that with all the things that he volunteered to get me without my saying that I wanted it, should have been enough for me to let that one promise go. I feel that letting one promise go when he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;EXPECTS&lt;/span&gt; me to keep all things that come out of my mouth, will be a chain reaction to a lot of broken promises from him. In fact after all of this came out he did break a few promises  three or four times but he wants to talk about me and what I am not doing. He can kiss my cinnamon colored ass. I am sick and tired of jumping through hoops for him and him not doing the same. So I said to myself that if it is a non-feeling, submissive slave that he wants then I will give him what he is asking for. Thanks for listening and check back to see if I have any new post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3410094134983874665-7954922059496461692?l=internetops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Which is a bunch of bullshit, he does these kinds of things to everyone in the house and gets mad if it is done to him. He is not the only one who has sleeping problems in this house but that does not stop him from being rude and up noxious to others. But my main point is that I have been issued a summons from child support in regards to lack of payment, before you go passing judgment I had been paying child support like clockwork for the last 6 years I recently stopped paying at the end of August of last year. The reason that I had stopped paying was that I was going to school full time and would have had a hard time working and going to school, yes I know that people do it all the time and that it also stresses them out trying to maintain both. In my situation it would have been even harder because I am in a situation where I must also take care of my handicapped partner who can work but has sever medical problems. With that being stated and getting back to my original point he is all worried about me going to jail for not keeping to the court agreement about child support, he new that I was stopping work so that I could go to school and get a better career so that I could be able to help out around the house and keep up with child support with out being broke every pay check because of child support. He also could have helped me out by giving me what he could and told me to use it for child support, instead he brought things that weren't needed and told me that I needed to get a job. I know realistically that I would have to choose, because I can not do all three with the type of demanding person he can be when he wants something done for him and I am trying to do home work because I couldn't do it sooner because I had to work. So that it something that he is going to have to think about while he is being quick to tell me to get a job and shit. In the long run for child supports sake  I am going to have to get a job, even if it is only on the weekend and even if it is only to be paying something while I am in school 5 days a week. So his ass will just have to deal with me not being home a lot and me not being able to jump at his every beck and call. I just needed to get this off my chest because I get sick in tired of having to deal with his one sided ass when it comes to my girls but he won't help me pay for the care of the girls while I better myself, I could be like so many deadbeats out here who are working under the table so the won't have to pay child support, but those are my children and I don't have a problem paying for them. I would be paying for their care anyway if they were living with me that is how I see it. He has such a problem with me defending my girls when it comes to him, but when they are here he doesn't spend that much time with them nor does he do anything for them, his excuse for being this way is that he is hurting really bad and has to lay down, but what he is really doing is playing his damn video games or watching T.V. and asking every one else to run errands for him. I feel that he would have a right to complain about me defending them if he did more for them. I recently found out from my youngest daughter that she doesn't like him anyway because of how he does things and she is old enough to make that decision without it being felt that I influenced that feeling. So before he preaches to me about what I need to do he needs to take a look in the mirror at him self and the lack of things that he does. 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If you are a serious blogger or even a novice blogger you need to check this site out. Have you ever wanted to make money doing what you already do, which is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;? Well here you can do just that, the opportunities are bountiful, and you can make friends with the advertisers as well as fellow bloggers. It doesn't take long to have your blog approved and they have a really wonderful support center to answer all of your questions and help you solve your problems with your post. On top of that they have a code of ethics, which I feel is important when it comes to making money on the net.&lt;br /&gt;-100% Audit-able In-Post Disclosure&lt;br /&gt;-100% Transparency&lt;br /&gt;-100% Real Opinions&lt;br /&gt;-100% Search Engine Friendly&lt;br /&gt;If you follow by this reasonable code you should be alright with the company. I have been working on the net for many years at PTR, PTC, PTP, and many other types of sites and have been lied to and made only change for all of my hard work. Here I don't feel that I am wasting my valuable time writing about things that I don't care about, or viewing things for change. Socialsparks gets 5 stars from me, give it a shot all you have to lose it money. Oh and before I go let me mention to you that signing up is absolutely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/post?slot_id=1633&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.socialspark.com" rel="nofollow"&gt;SocialSpark&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=%22http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/post?slot_id=1633&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.socialspark.com%22%20rel=%22nofollow%22%3ESocialSpark%3C/a%3E"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/code_of_ethics"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;http://socialspark.com/code_of_ethics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/disclosure?slot_id=1633&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.socialspark.com" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img alt="Sponsored by SocialSpark" src="http://socialspark.com/metrics/view/post?slot_id=1633&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fsocialspark.com%2Fuploads%2Fsocialspark%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fdisclosure_badges%2F530%2Forange_disclosure_badge.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/disclosure?slot_id=1633&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.socialspark.com" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3410094134983874665-3316142873118326650?l=internetops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The  man of the house woke me up at 5:45am with crap that happened with another person in the house, I tried to stay sleep so as not to have to deal with it, but then 20-45 minutes later he wakes me up with talking about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; laptop and what &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; wants me to do for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; concerning the music on it that came from Rapsody. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not asking&lt;/span&gt; me if I can do it but basically &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;telling&lt;/span&gt; me what needs to be done. So I let him talk but during that conversation the plumber that is suppose to be coming between 12pm and 1pm calls and says that he can come now at 9:30am which is some 2 and a half to 3 hours earlier then originally planned. That issues a huff and an oh brother from me cause I am still in the bed and trying to wake up and I had plans to step out before the plumber was suppose to come at 12pm, the man of the house makes an unnecessary comment about that was what he was talking about last night since this was scheduled without asking me if I had something to do today and would I be home for the plumber. This ensues me asking him what that comment was for and him being a smart ass and saying that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; was going to let me wake up before he answers me when because of him I had been awake for awhile. He proceeds to explain his comment &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and act like I had an attitude about it&lt;/span&gt; when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; was the one &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with the attitude&lt;/span&gt; this time I didn't get my attitude until he felt that he had to call the other person who lives in this house to tell her what happened and how that was what he was talking about the night before. I also had an attitude because my throat was dry and he had the nerve to tell me that I couldn't get myself something to drink because he wanted me to hear what he told her as if I needed to be present for the bullshit that was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;his fault&lt;/span&gt; to begin with, instead of him just letting it go that I had a problem with the fact that the plumber was coming early &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; was the one &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;who escalated it and acted like it was my fault&lt;/span&gt;. He hardly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;admits&lt;/span&gt; when it is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;his fault&lt;/span&gt; that we are debating, having discussions, or arguments it is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; my fault. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will admit&lt;/span&gt; to the fact that I am a very attitude having woman but at least I admit that. When it was my fault I wait until I calm down then I admit that I was wrong and that I shouldn't have came that way and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;say&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am sorry&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he rarely&lt;/span&gt; does that. This so called relationship has been that way since the beginning and my friends and associates always ask why did I stay. The answer is that even though he has his short comings and so do I, I love him and he loves me and we can work things out. If I didn't believe that I would not have stayed for 9 going on 10 years. I made promises to myself years ago that I would not be in a abusive relationship again. So if this relationship was abusive to the degree that I am talking I would have been gone already, back to my lonesome self, but I would be doing what I wanted to do. So despite the shortcomings of the relationship I am here because I want to be. I just wish &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; would &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;practice&lt;/span&gt; what he is so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;willing to preach&lt;/span&gt; to everyone else that they need to do. I just wanted to vent and thank you for listening, even though my day has been ruined you guys out there in blog world have a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3410094134983874665-4913114141438779188?l=internetops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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