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...bassinets containing other newborns. At the end lay a child with seaweed-colored skin stretched tight over his skull. I motioned to the young attending doctor, figuring she hadn't yet noticed his death. She had. The child's lungs were underdeveloped, she explained, and lack of oxygen at birth meant he would suffer severe mental and physical handicaps. The parents, preferring not to raise a disabled boy, asked the doctor to handle the matter. The physician, whose care for my own child had been exemplary, did so by withholding treatment and nourishment from this baby until he died...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Heal Thyself? | 6/9/2003 | See Source »

...cannot conserve oxygen,” Hart said, “we should at least preserve civility...

Author: By Alexander J. Blenkinsopp, | Title: Jokes, Pomp, But No Rain Mark Commencement Exercises | 6/6/2003 | See Source »

...cannot conserve oxygen,” Hart said, “we should at least preserve civility...

Author: By Alexander J. Blenkinsopp, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Jokes, Pomp, But No Rain Mark Commencement | 6/5/2003 | See Source »

...whining about food became a laughable luxury. The thin air sapped our strength, and it was enough to curl up early with a good book. The first two days of the trek were exhausting, as we ascended more than 2,200 meters. Vegetation dwindled from oaks and pines to oxygen-starved, dwarfish rhododendrons. To avoid altitude sickness, we began sleeping no more than 300 meters above the previous night's resting place. This meant some days of short treks simply to acclimatize. Hours were measured out with cups of tea and swapped books. At the Thangsing camp...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Gagging for Adventure | 5/26/2003 | See Source »

...final morning, Samten got lost. The river crossing wasn't where he thought it was. At 3:30 a.m., at -15?C and 4,185 meters above sea level, this wore our patience as thin as the available oxygen. So he told us to shine our headlamps on the river, and in the halogen glare pointed out a perilous course across black rocks. I teetered giddily at the last boulder, making a leap for the bank and landing in supine embarrassment...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Gagging for Adventure | 5/26/2003 | See Source »

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