Can love, courage and modern medical technology prevent muscular dystrophy from being passed on to the next generation?
posted on March 31, 2011 - 12:01pm
It was the worst Monday morning of our lives — and Mondays are universally bad.
My wife, Monique, and I woke up to a snow lockdown in London. The snow had started gently enough in the evening, but now on this January morning it was a white strait jacket. We could hardly move, but we desperately needed to get to Nottingham at all costs. Our potential future children — two fertilized...