Damn this here body of mine

ugh, fuck. I'm constantly enraged by the flaws and limitations of this piece of natural biological engineering called my body. one would think that after 2,000,000,000 years of evolution from microbes, nature could have worked out all the bugs. My grandmother is dying. Now, she's been through enough to kill lesser people three times over. (Breast cancer of a rare variety that's not detected on mamograms, which spread to her bones before it was caught, deemed terminal; kidney failure related to chemotherapy; and now pneumonia.) But none of these would have even happened if her body would have worked the way it's supposed to.

It's almost like planned obsolescence. the various parts start to go at various points when basic logic would say they shouldn't wear out. It irritates me to no end. Not just in serious cases like my grandmother either, even simple things like catching a cold. It's a freaking germ!! a microscopic bubble of dna and protein, and yet, it throws the body's entire systems; respiration cognative, etc. completely out of whack.

I highly anticipate any further understanding of the human genetic code. I believe the only way to fix the human body is through genetic manipulation, which opens up oodles of possibilities. First of all, the engineering of kidneys that can process more blood, and can remove even more incidious toxins. (think arsenic, cyanide, polonium and other heavy elements, etc.) increase the longevity and capacity of the liver, reduce the body's immuno-response to replacement organs, increase the density of human bone, vary metabolism based on nutritional intake, (increase metabolism in times of plenty, and slow it down in times of scarcity) give the conscious brain more control of hormonal releases. Intensify the immune system response to cancerous cells to be not unlike the inflamation caused by the invasion of a foreign body. On the same note, reduce or eliminate the immune system response to replacement organs (I'm honestly not sure this is possible, but it's a thought)

then there's the entire bit on cybernetic prostethices, but I'll get to that later.

But shit, I NEED MY FUCKING BODY TO DO WHAT I WANT IT TO, WHEN I WANT IT TO DO IT, FOR AS LONG AS I WANT IT TO!!! In general, I intend to, by whatever means nescessary, live as long as I damn well please to, do everything I think is important, and outlive most everyone I dislike.