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Brain Cells Made From Urine 116

Press2ToContinue writes "Scientists have found a relatively straightforward way to persuade the cells discarded in human urine to turn into valuable neurons. The technique, described online in a study in Nature Methods this week (abstract), does not involve embryonic stem cells. These come with serious drawbacks when transplanted, such as the risk of developing tumors. Instead, the method uses ordinary cells present in urine, and transforms them into neural progenitor cells — the precursors of brain cells. Researchers routinely reprogram cultured skin and blood cells into induced pluripotent stem cells, which can go on to form any cell in the body. But urine is a much more accessible source."
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Brain Cells Made From Urine

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  • I always tell her (Score:4, Informative)

    by drainbramage ( 588291 ) on Monday December 10, 2012 @10:00AM (#42241585)

    It's okay to point.
    Just don't laugh.

  • by Suffering Bastard ( 194752 ) on Monday December 10, 2012 @01:27PM (#42243657)
    Samson: (John Cleese) Blood donors that way, please.
    Donor: Oh, thank you very much.
    Samson: Thank you.
    Grimshaw: (Eric Idle) (whispering)
    Samson: What?
    Grimshaw: (whispering)
    Samson: No, no. I'm sorry, but 'no'.
    Grimshaw: (whispering)
    Samson: No, you may not give urine instead of blood.
    Grimshaw: (whispering)
    Samson: No. Well, I don't care if you want to.
    Grimshaw: (whispering)
    Samson: No. There is no such thing as a urine bank.
    Grimshaw: Please.
    Samson: No. We have no call for it. We've quite enough of it without volunteers coming in here donating it.
    Grimshaw: Just a specimen?
    Samson: No. We don't want a specimen. We either want your blood or nothing.
    Grimshaw: I'll give you some blood if you'll give me...
    Samson: What?
    Grimshaw: ...a thing to do some urine in.
    Samson: No, no. Just go away, please.
    Grimshaw: Anyway, I don't want to give you any blood.
    Samson: Fine. Well, you don't have to, you see. Just go away.
    Grimshaw: Can I give you some spit?
    Samson: No.
    Grimshaw: Sweat?
    Samson: No.
    Grimshaw: Ear wax?
    Samson: No. Look, this is a blood bank. All we want is blood.
    Grimshaw: All right. I'll give you some blood. (produces some blood in a jar)
    Samson: Where did you get that?
    Grimshaw: Today. It's today's.
    Samson: What group is it?
    Grimshaw: What groups are there?
    Samson: There's 'A',--
    Grimshaw: It's 'A'.
    Samson: (sniffs blood) Wait a moment. It's mine. This blood is mine! What are you doing with it?
    Grimshaw: I found it.
    Samson: You found it?! You stole it out of my body, didn't you?
    Grimshaw: No.
    Samson: No wonder I'm feeling off-colour. (drinks from bottle, Grimshaw takes it from his hands) Give that back!
    Grimshaw: It's mine.
    Samson: It's not yours. You stole it.
    Grimshaw: Never.
    Samson: Give it back to me.
    Grimshaw: All right...but only if I can give urine.
    Samson: Get in the queue...

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