He should have kept away from my daughter. By now he understands the seriousness of his mistake.
As I hold this tiny, warm creature in my hand, I try to imagine what it must be like to awaken to find yourself trapped in a body so small and helpless, opening your eyes to a world inhabited by giants with fingers the size of your legs.
The poor little guy has been stuck, poked, and prodded for over three days now, but Iíve finished my tests and soon his problems will be a thing of the past. The feeding tube must be very uncomfortable, and Iíve made him so young he must struggle to take each breath.
He has been most useful. He has made a huge contribution to my research and I now must show my appreciation by letting him go.
If I make him just six months younger, there shouldnít be anything left that canít be cleaned up with a paper towel and some Windex.