#fetal tissue

[meandmybigmouth]

You can’t make this shit up!. These fucks are crazy!

[haggishlyhagging]

All technology is not automatically progress. Regulating a technology does not ensure that a technology will be used in a progressive way. Regulation does not address the international trafficking potential for fetal tissue or the casting of women in the role of human incubators. There can be no exploitation of fetuses or children without a prior exploitation of women, from whence fetuses and children come.

The situation of women and children is very much connected; this is a biological but, more significantly, a political fact. Both women and children share in the same kinds of sexual abuse, and increasingly both become commodities on the international reproductive market. Both are subject increasingly to medical experimentation. New reproductive arrangements, such as surrogacy, are increasing the traffic in women and children across national borders. Women are the breeders; children are the product bred. We have here the international harvesting of women and children.

Many U.S. Americans recognize the horrors of the child organ and illegal adoption trade. Yet they approve of legislation legalizing and/or regulating surrogate contracts, without seeing any connection between the former and the latter. Surrogacy is the acceptable face of reproductive trafficking, yet there is little distinction between a domestic and an intercountry market in women and children. What we call surrogacy in the West is a variant on baby selling abroad. One is soft-core exploitation, the other hard-core. One is glossy, the other graphic. The only distinction is that in surrogacy, the father buys his own genetic child and thereby confers legitimacy on surrogate arrangements because the child is recognized as "his."

The reproductive trafficking in women and children contains all the worst elements of human rights violations. It involves the purchase and sale of human beings, coercion, the uprooting of women and children frequently from their countries of origin and from their culture, sometimes the torture of both, often the medical violation of both, and, more often than we know, the death of both. The reproductive exploitation of women and children, along with their sexual exploitation, is an act of total denigration of human beings. Until we recognize such sexual, reproductive, and medical practices as violations of human rights and abolish the overall structure of this international trafficking in women and children, nothing will change.

-Janice G. Raymond, Women as Wombs

[jadepresentingnipples]

Apparently the way to make me write about my OCs is to get me distracted while writing explanations for my choices on a survey in the tags.

[witches-come]

What

[jbfly46]

Ironically, female fears of The Handmaid’s Tale-esque breeding farms is a poor extrapolation of the medical industry farming fetal tissue.

[nebulousnonsense]

looking for a paper to present at journal club next week and I found something that aligns perfectly with my research except I read it and it is evidence against my own hypothesis :( epic science moment

[three--rings]

In case you are not aware, all the most up to date research REJECTS to commonly held medical belief for decades that endometriosis is the uterine lining that somehow "backflows" outside the uterus during menstruation. It's NOT. Many doctors still think this is true and will tell you that's what endo is.

IT ISN'T.

The causes are not understood (yet) but hormonal treatments are not a cure, despite that being what most doctors want to order. Endometriosis lesions can occur ANYWHERE in the body. The only currently known treatment for endo is surgical excision (not ablation. Ablation doesn't remove the tissue and it just regrows.) Only a very few doctors are expert enough to actually excise the lesions and that's why doctors don't offer this as a treatment, cause admitting they can't treat something is something they hate.

Hopefully this new research leads somewhere, but please with this disease the level of knowledge in medical practitioners is garbage. You have to educate and advocate for yourself. If your doctor tells you you have endo and it's uterine lining tissue that has deposited outside the uterus, tell them they need to educate themselves on current medical research.

See this website for papers, lists of expert doctors, and patient education groups. https://nancysnookendo.com/

One of the reasons research is finally being done on endo is because of activism from patients who have been radicalized by decades of pain and no effective treatment.

are we on the cusp of a breakthrough in endometriosis?

[trendingnewsmania]

ESTEFANO ISAIAS SR. AND JR. AND THEIR FETAL TISSUE COMPANIES SUFFER LEGAL SETBACKS

A father, son and their two Yorba Linda companies suffered some recent setbacks in Orange County Superior Court, where they are fighting charges of illegally selling hundreds of fetal tissue products for profit and treating human parts as commodities.

A judge on Friday overruled an attempt by defendants Estefano Isaías Sr. and Estefano Isaías Jr. to be dismissed from the case filed against them by the Orange County District Attorney’s office.

The OCDA in October filed a complaint that alleges DaVinci Biosciences and DV Biologics have engaged in unfair, unlawful and fraudulent business practices. The action seeks to stop the Isaías’ companies from selling fetal tissue and cells, make them pay restitution to those harmed (to be determined at trial) and to pay any other civil penalties a court imposes, District Attorney Tony Rackauckas previously announced at a press conference.

The DA insisted at the time that the case is not about abortion but businesses and their owners allegedly breaking the law.

The judge ruled against a demurrer or written response to the OCDA complaint that claimed the allegations against the Isaíases were ambiguous and too unspecific to substantiate legal action against them as individuals.

The complaint alleges the California Franchise Tax Board forfeited DV Biologics and DaVinci Biosciences’ powers, rights, and privileges in November 2014 and July 2015, respectively, due to failure to pay the required taxes and fees to transact business in the state.

David Daleiden, founder of the Irvine-based anti-abortion group Center of Medical Progress, created controversial undercover videos that connected DaVinci Biosciences, DV Biologics and Planned Parenthood of Orange and San Bernardino Counties in March 2016. At the press conference that following October, Rackauckas said there was no evidence to support Daleiden’s claim that the companies exchanged money with Planned Parenthood or that Planned Parenthood did anything unlawful.

State and federal law prevents selling or profiting off of bodily tissues, but in 2009 DaVinci Biosciences started selling products derived from the cells and tissues they were collecting, processing, storing and using for research purposes, and DV Biologics began marketing the revenue-generating services, according to the DA’s complaint.

The two companies advertised prices: as low as $40 a vial for the “total RNA” [ribonucleic acid] cells from several fetal tissue sources to as high as $1,100 a vial for specific cells derived from fetal brain tissue; from $300 to $375 a vial for fetal lung derived products; $300-$450 a vial for fetal kidney derived products; $500-$700 a vial for fetal heart derived products; and $250-$700 a vial for fetal liver derived products, the OCDA alleges.

Between 2009 and 2011, the companies nearly tripled sales revenues and by the end of 2011 they unlawfully sold fetal-derived tissues and cells harvested in the U.S. to Japan, China, Singapore, Korea, Germany, Switzerland, Spain, Australia, Netherlands, Canada and the United Kingdom, according to the complaint, which adds that by 2012, they had more than 500 products in their inventory that they valued at more than $4.4 million.

The Orange County case against the two companies became a presidential campaign issue when political conservatives and anti-abortion activists connected the Isaías family to Hillary Clinton, who is, of course, a staunch supporter of a woman’s right to choose. Various members of the family—which is based mostly in Miami, Florida, but originally hails from Ecuador—have lavished Clinton with hundreds of thousands of dollars in campaign contributions.

Before the Democrat’s stunning defeat in November, the Clinton foes pointed to a 2014 New York Times story that reported while she was Secretary of State, her State Department requested lifting a ban on Luis Isaías’ sister Estefanía entering the country. She had been barred from coming to the U.S. after being caught fraudulently obtaining visas for her maids.

Roberto Isaías, Luis and Estefania’s father, and their uncle William are fugitives from justice in their home country, whose government blames them for the collapse of their bank Filanbanco, which had for many years been the country’s leading banking institution. It collapsed after it was nationalized in 2001, something the government blames on the Isaíases and vice versa.

While in the U.S., the family has diversified into real estate, bioscience and telecommunications. Having owned television networks in Ecuador (that the government also eventually took over), Isaíases now own Miami-based Wreal LLC, which counts among its companies Fyre TV. In 2009, then-CEO Estefano Isaías Jr. envisioned Fyre TV would become “the Netflix of porn.” Can a title about being screwed by a prosecutor be far behind?

[poptartbunny]

With the 2024 elections approaching I wanted to share 2 stories about abortion and women’s healthcare. One is mine, and the other belongs to a woman named Amber Thurman.

On September 5th, I received the worst news of my life. I learned that I had had a missed miscarriage which meant that I had lost the child I was carrying but my body thought it was still pregnant.

The doctor told me my body should realize what had happened naturally.

Unfortunately it did not.

Eventually the doctor, worried for my safety, prescribed several pills which were supposed to induce a chemical abortion.

Unfortunately it did not and most of the fetal tissue remained inside my body.

This put me at serious risk of sepsis and further complications that could potentially have cost me my life. I scheduled a fairly routine surgery called a D&C to remove the remaining tissue removed and began trying to rebuild my life.

Amber Thurman was a young woman who lived in Georgia with a 6 year old son and a promising future.

She also took pills to chemically induce a abortion that failed to remove all of the fetal tissue and put her at serious risk of sepsis and further complications.

Unfortunately, after the Supreme Court repealed Roe v. Wade, Georgia passed laws prohibiting Amber and other women from having a D&C. As a result, doctors were too afraid to operate on her until her organs were already failing.

She did not survive.

4 years ago I also lived in Georgia. Which means if my husband and I hadn’t moved I likely would not have survived either.

Women’s healthcare is important and access to these procedures save lives, mine included. As you prepare to vote please remember my story and the story of Amber Thurman and vote for the candidate who believes we should be saved.

[dosesofcommonsense]

If the Corporate Media Machine lies about everything (and they do), then everything they tell America about this guy is a lie.

Putin exposed Nazis in Ukraine. He attacked US Biolabs hidden under empty hospitals and apartments. He wasn’t the aggressor but was provoked by the CIA in Ukraine.

Ukraine is a proxy war created by the Deep State intelligence groups and a money laundering front for Congress. Ukraine has Hillary Clinton’s server data, info on Hunter Biden and the hidden Biden money, has a giant stem cell research environment for aborted fetal tissues from Planned Parenthood and Putin exposed all that.

Who doesn’t like him? The Deep State/NWO/Globalist cabal, UN (deep state), WHO (deep state), Mossad (deep state), CIA/FBI (deep state). He sounds like a Russian Trump. No wonder the deep state’s propaganda team hates him.

[ellecdc]

Yaaay:D

That poly moonwater sickfic was so sweet- maybe you could write a sequel where one (or both) of the boys get sick from when they were helping care for you <3

I love these little requests from all the way back in May - it's like a little treasure trove. Also, I wrote this while currently sick and tired (both in the literal sense) so I'm not actually sure how this turned out; it took me a really long time to manage what I got so I apologize for inconsistencies or just all around poor writing <3

poly!moonwater x fem!reader who got Reg sick [1k words]

CW: sick fic, fluff, Remus being The Worst™ [positive and affectionate], my potentially poor writing

You scrunched your eyes closed and threw your head back rather roughly against the sofa; arms that were holding your book falling limp into your lap.

Remus - less theatrical - did not throw his head back nor did he let his book fall into his lap, but he too scrunched his eyes shut with an equally exasperated scrunch of his nose. 

“Who gave him that thing?” You grumbled as you tucked a bookmark in to save your page and made to stand.

“Do you want me to go, dove?” He offered softly, giving you a sympathetic look when he caught you by the wrist as you made to walk past him. 

“No.” You grumbled rather petulantly, kissing the space between his brows when they furrowed further in sympathy. “It’s my fault, I’ll go.”

Remus smiled at you before pursing his lips in ask which you quickly answered by placing a kiss there, too. “I hardly think you did this on purpose.”

The - now ear splitting - sound of the bell ringing again interrupted your moment as you let out a sigh.

“No,” you agreed, “I certainly didn’t do this on purpose.” 

You poked your head into the bedroom to see Regulus much in the same way you left him, curled up in the fetal position under a mountain of blankets, though his hand was currently poking out of said blankets with his bell held tightly in his grasp.

“Hey bubs.” You offered gently; knowing that for as nettlesome as you currently found him, you really had sort of done this to him. “How’re you feeling?”

“Awful.” He muttered, barely putting any effort into aiming as he tossed the bell back in the direction of the bedside table.

You made a sympathetic humming sound as you perched on the edge of the bed and pushed some of his curls away from his forehead. “What can I do for you?”

“Can I have more meds?” He whimpered, voice awfully small as if he already knew the answer but was hoping to elicit some compassion.

You grimaced as you looked at the clock sitting beside balled up tissues, the damned bell you’d supplied him with, a glass half full of water with a pitcher next to it, and some lozenges. “I’m sorry, my love; it’s not been long enough.”

Your response was met with a petulant whine, a body burrowing further into the blankets, and a hand slithering into yours. 

“How about I rub some more vaporub on your chest, hm?” You asked, beginning to pull away without waiting for an answer, only for his hand to tighten on yours.

“Can you just sit here with me?” 

You cooed almost embarrassingly as you settled more comfortably beside him, one hand holding his as the other raked through his hair, “of course” falling so easily from your lips when he looked so young, so vulnerable, and so innocent with his pink flushed cheeks and glassy eyes no doubt from the pressure in his sinuses. 

“I’ve been terribly troublesome, haven’t I?” He asked a few moments later, startling you when you thought he’d been drifting off.

“No, darling.” You denied, though he lifted his head slightly so he could give you a disbelieving look. “You’ve not been terribly troublesome.” You amended, earning you an almost snort of laughter that quickly dissolved into a coughing fit. 

You helped him sit up and passed him his glass of water.

“You’re so nice to me.” He whispered as if the feeling of your lips against his temple was a foreign concept. You tried to quell your smile as you pressed another kiss to his fever warmed skin.

“I’m really not, bubs. I did this to you, remember?”

You were met with silence as Regulus’ eyes darted around your face. “You’re so mean to me.” 

“Awe Reg, come on now.” Remus sounded from the door as he walked in with a cup of tea in one hand and a damp cloth in the other. “You don’t mean that.”

“Don’t tell me what I do and don’t mean.” Regulus harrumphed, though his ire was quickly undermined as he made grabby hands for the cup of tea. 

“If Remus catches this next, this flu will have had an almost month-long stint in this house.” You mused as Regulus drank his tea.

“I don’t get sick.” Remus offered nonchalantly with a casual shrug of his shoulders.

“What do you mean you don’t get sick.” Regulus all but sneered as he glowered at his perfectly healthy boyfriend over the rim of his tea cup. 

“I don’t get sick.” Remus repeated. “It’s like the universe has decided I’ve got enough shite to deal with, my immune system’s just not one of them.”

Both you and Regulus blinked at him with varying levels of jealousy whilst he brushed lint off the sleeve of his arm. 

“Well isn’t that just fucking dandy for you.” You spat eventually, causing Regulus to nearly spit out his tea in laughter as Remus’ mouth fell open in faux offence. 

“You minx.” He accused you. “I’m in here helping you help your boyfriend-”

“My boyfriend!?” You squealed.

“-who you got sick. I think you should be rather grateful.” 

“Grateful.” You scoffed as you turned to look at Regulus like ‘can you believe this guy?’. 

“I’m grateful for you, Rem.” Regulus let out with a sigh as he handed Remus the cup of tea back and moved to recline against his pillows - that you’d fluffed to perfection for him - with Remus’ damp cloth on his forehead. 

“Okay, well, since you’re all so well taken care of up here.” You teased as you made to stand, Regulus circling his hand around your wrist as Remus made a protesting squawk before you were being manhandled into his lap, though your hand remained safely in Regulus’. 

“No.” Remus murmured into your neck. “We need you to nurse us back to health.”

“I thought you don’t get sick.” You accused.

“I don’t, but I find myself deficient in vitamin you.”

Both you and Regulus groaned as you tried to wriggle yourself free from Remus’ grasp and Regulus buried his head under the blankets. 

“Both of you out, all this corny flirting is making me nauseous again.” Regulus grumbled.

“Well, you heard the man.” Remus stage whispered quickly before he was all but shoving you out of the room. “Feel better bubs! You know where to find us!”

“Yeah, yeah.” Regulus called. “I’ll just ring the sodding bell.”

“You should have never given him that bell, dove.”

[odinsblog]

In her final hours, Amber Nicole Thurman suffered from a grave infection that her suburban Atlanta hospital was well-equipped to treat.

She’d taken abortion pills and encountered a rare complication; she had not expelled all of the fetal tissue from her body. She showed up at Piedmont Henry Hospital in need of a routine procedure to clear it from her uterus, called a dilation and curettage, or D&C.

But just that summer, her state had made performing the procedure a felony, with few exceptions. Any doctor who violated the new Georgia law could be prosecuted and face up to a decade in prison.

Thurman waited in pain in a hospital bed, worried about what would happen to her 6-year-old son, as doctors monitored her infection spreading, her blood pressure sinking and her organs beginning to fail.

It took 20 hours for doctors to finally operate. By then, it was too late.

(continue reading)

[manmadejoyswithinmycomprehension]

Мr. Scarletella and male reader when-

I'm back! Club activities and tutoring have been KICKING MY ASSSSSS UGHHHHHH but I'm alive and (not) thriving! Short fic for today.

Mr. Scarletella x m!reader (NSFW: no penetration, descriptive bj)

It hadn't been that long since you broke Mr. Scarletella's "heart" and made him into your loyal pet. At first, you thought he had forgotten about the whole name ordeal and his weirdly obsessive, creepy and sometimes downright perverted behavior. One thing was clear, though: leaving the ghost apartments was a bad idea. You doubted you would have been able to take your brand new pet to the overworld with you, or entertain him enough to keep him inside your house permanently. Even so, in this place you could release some stress without consequences - earthquakes would ruin the layout anyways, so who cares?!

As a last resort, you decided to wander around the eerie space, with Mr. Scareletella tied to your wrist with a leash. Sometimes you had to walk long distances before discovering a safe haven without intruding into another spirit's home. The both of you found yourselves in a similar situation today. The tall man had stamina for days, but you kept some of your human characteristics, such as the perpetual state of tiredness you were born with. When you found a room which contained a chair, dirty bed, and a table, after what you believed was at least a day of wandering, you instantly collapsed on the bed, Mr. Scarletella following obediently, the collar around his neck tightening slightly. He leaned over you, staring straight into your soul as you tried to rest. He put a cold hand on your cheek, poking your skin.

"Give name?"

Fuck. Your eye twitched in annoyance as you sat up suddenly.

"Go away."

He didn't seem to understand what you wanted, as he repeated the word "name" over and over. As a last resort, you grabbed his umbrella and gripped it tightly. Mr. Scarletella fell at your feet, his thighs clenched together, hands covering what was obviously a bulge. But wasn't the umbrella supposed to be his... heart? Perhaps it was linked to the rest of his body as well? To test the waters, you rubbed the top of the umbrella gently, watching as Scarletella squirmed pathetically. After a particularly hard squeeze, he fell on his back, curled up into a fetal position as whines left his trembling lips. A pleased smile was plastered on your face as you got closer to him and unbuckled your belt. You gave your cock a few strokes to lubricate it.

"Get up," you order the ghost, enjoying seeing him scramble to you. Without needing any explanation, his fingers sank into your hips as he took your cock into his mouth, sucking enthusiastically. One of your hands held the umbrella as the other rubbed it, indirectly teasing Mr. Scarletella. Out of the blue, he hugged your leg, taking advantage of his position to grind his leaky bulge on your shoe like a dog in heat. You tug on the leash, shoving your cock deeper inside the tall man's throat. His moans sent pleasurable vibrations throughout your shaft, making you groan in response. Scarletella's eyes seemed to light up at your reaction, and he doubled his efforts in hopes to make his master feel good. His tongue was gliding along the underside of your cock, his hands having left his bulge long ago, now focused on rubbing the base of your length. His cheeks hollowed out, the soft tissue on the inside of his mouth pressing up against the sensitive sides of your dick.

Your eyebrows were furrowed, and you stroked the umbrella faster, making Mr. Scarletella shake, his fingers desperately holding onto your hips, digging into your flesh as he ground his bulge faster and faster against your shoe. His eyes rolled back into his head as he orgasmed, white, creamy liquid leaking through the red material of his pants. In an act of wild lust, you threw the umbrella to the ground and gripped his hair tightly, fucking his face without mercy. Hunched over the ghost, you held him in place as you pumped round after round of seed down his throat, until small trickles of it seeped out from his nose. You stayed like that for a few minutes, legs trembling. Tenderly, you stroked his cheeks and pulled him off of you, a streak of spit and cum connecting his lips to your spent cock. Seeing his blurry vision and quivering body awakened something inside of you that you didn't know you had. It became clear that you weren't done with him - no, not by a long shot.

[apostate-bitch]

the state of georgia dismissed their entire maternal mortality committee in response to the release of the propublica report - the report that disclosed the deaths of two women caused by lack of access to abortion care in their state.

this will result in clinicians being unable to track the various causes of maternal mortality for the broader public and being unable to answer to inadequate healthcare in certain regions of the u.s., diseases, etc.

georgia plans to implement a new maternal mortality committee, which would doubtlessly not track deaths that could have been prevented with a dilation & curettage, abortion, cancer treatment, etc. preventable deaths caused by ectopic pregnancies, miscarriages that do not fully expel fetal tissue, and so on are likely to be swept under the rug.

not only do they want women to die, they want it kept secret.

[secularprolifeconspectus]

BREAKING: new records expose that Planned Parenthood will sell body parts from healthy, viable babies to universities for intellectual property.

In a batch of freshly released FOIA documents, journalist David Daleiden of the Center for Medical Progress has pieced together a horrifying reality: Planned Parenthood harvests organs from viable, nonanomalous fetuses with documented heartbeats from abortions with labor induction for research at the University of California San Diego in exchange for IP rights. In other words, PP dissects healthy premies who are old enough to live outside the womb after making sure they are alive and delivering them intact, per their contract with UCSD, in which PP gets to keep all royalties for patents developed from experiments. And the Spanish-speaking mothers didn't give informed consent to this. In other words, and they prey on vulnerable minorities for their babies.

How do I know this is true? It's because I am the associate reporter in this video, and David emailed me the documents to read for myself.

Evidence includes:

Transfer agreement outlining the exchange of fetal tissue for ownership of research IP

Research plan approved by the UCSD Institutional Review Board requesting organ samples from nonanomalous fetuses up to 23 weeks gestation (that's nearly 6 months old; periviability begins at 21 weeks)

Same research plan calling for verification of a heartbeat immediately before the procedure to ensure the fetuses are living (this keeps their tissues fresh; the fetuses cannot be given a feticide to "euthanize" (poison) them before the procedure, because this would contaminate the tissues; this means the fetuses are either bled out or dismembered alive)

Did I mention this plan calls for up to 2,500 samples from 2,500 fetuses?

Email chain discussing the use of heavy doses of misoprostol before abortions after 12.5 weeks (forces labor contractions to deliver the baby — may result in live birth)

Donation consent forms in English which state the tissue may be used commercially, but in Spanish exclude this info entirely (San Diego has a large immigrant population, so this is racist targeting)

No, I cannot say for certain that PP actually did cut up healthy premies. But I am saying, it is documented that they were willing to do so, and that should be enough to cause alarm.

Protecting premature infants is a nonpartisan human rights issue. Everyone should be outraged about this violation of the vulnerable.

I've had folks suggest to me before that this is just a few "bad actors", but they're missing the bigger picture of how the abortion industrial complex enables these crimes. It is a natural outcome of the system, and it must be dismantled. You cannot permit elective abortion without permiting violence against premature infants. Tell your representatives to divest from Big Abortion NOW.