Hope or Hype for SCI Recovery

steevesRapid technological advances and scientific discoveries are giving renewed hope to those with SCI.  Cell transplants are being used to replace lost tissue.  Robotic devices can control conscious thought.  Many developments promise enabling solutions for SCI.

On May 20, 2010 John D. Steeves, PhD and founding director of ICORD (International Collaboration On Repair Discoveries) gave a presentation at the University of Washington Medical Center.  He discussed the status of the science.  Whether it is a realistic translation to help individuals living with SCI.  He answered the questions –

  • How to separate fact from fiction, hope from hype, desire from desperation?
  • Are these developments near-term or long-term?
  • Are the miraculous stories we read on the internet based on real evidence?
  • What should be believed?
  • How can those with SCI make informed decisions about where to put their energies and faith?”

For the article and streaming video go to  http://sci.washington.edu/info/forums/reports/research_steeves.asp



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