"Avast, me hearties! The first magic potion o' Crispr be settin' sail to cure the scallywags soon!"
2024-11-15
Arrr! 'Tis been a whole year since the wondrous potion, Casgevy, set sail fer sickle cell troubles. Now it be coursin' through the veins of landlubbers, givin’ 'em a taste o' life anew! Avast, may the sails o’ health fill with fair winds!
Avast, me hearties! Gather 'round and lend an ear to a tale worthy of the high seas! A year has passed since the fabled potion known as Casgevy was granted the coveted seal of approval for them afflicted with the curse of sickle cell disease and its scallywag companion, a related blood ailment. Aye, ‘tis a grand venture into the realm of gene-editin’, the likes of which would make even Blackbeard himself raise a tankard!Now, me mateys, this elixir be finally settin' sail into the veins of those who’ve been awaitin’ like landlubbers at the shore. Can ye imagine the excitement? It be like findin' buried treasure after years of searchin’! With this infusion, the brave souls stricken by this wretched malady might just hoist their sails and chart a course for smoother waters.
This be no ordinary cure, nay! It be a magical concoction that promises to turn the tides on their troubles, makin’ ‘em feel spry as a seabird on the wind. So hoist the flags and let the cannons roar, for Casgevy be here to rescue the day! Arrr, let us toast to progress and the fine science that keeps the ship of life sailin’ true!