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Robert A. Heinlein - The Cat Who Walked Through Walls
Atec Февраль 29 2008 20:18:18
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. I remember because I am one."
She nodded agreement. "And I'm 0 positive, the commonest type of all. But
that's not the whole story. If you type for all thirty-odd blood groups, a blood
type is as unique as a fingerprint or a retinal pattern. Richard, during the
Revolution lots of our people died because they had not been blood-typed. Oh, we
knew how to transfuse blood but safe donors could be found only by
cross-matching, then and there. Without typing this was often too slow; many-no,
most-of our wounded who needed blood died because a donor could not be
identified in time.
"After peace and independence Mama Wyoh-Wyoming Knott Davis, the hospital
in Kong-you know?"
"I noticed."
"Mama Wyoh had been a professional host mother, in Kong, and knew about
such things. She started the first blood bank, with money raised by Major
Watenabe, another Founding Father. There may be a half liter of my blood frozen
in Kong even today... but what is certain is that a complete typing of my blood
is on file there, because Edith saw to it that each one of us had a full typing,
all known groups, before we all started a Wanderjahr in 2148."
Gwen smiled happily. "So take a sample of my blood, Richard; have it typed
at Galileo University Medical Center. Get a full work-up, I'll pay for it.
Compare it with my typing done in 2148, filed at Wyoming Knott Memorial
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