He always was a bad tough guy, his gypsy genes l guess. When my son was ten months old a motorbike pulled in beside me keeping pace with my pushchair as l walked alone, it was my son’s natural dad, now a Paratrooper in the British Para Regiment. In the interim, someone l’d known, loved, and never slept with, had returned, ignored the facts and proposed, and stood in as his dad and promised to love me for life, and we married when l was seven months. “He might need a total change of blood, he could be born with blue blood and he could due, you could die!” All because l wouldn’t name his dad, and they didn’t know his blood type. Then suddenly, without warning, he somersaulted, flipped completely over, like someone flipped a switch, no messing, just zip, and he was upside down and his head engaged, and by bedtime, l was in the labour ward. Only one big event, he was breech, and my date was on its eve, and l was tiny, elfin, like Barbara Windsor but brunette. They went on and on about it, but l never told. The sixties, we, women, are brain dead, they, male doctors, male gynaecologists, are god’s walking the earth. So, without my permission, l got my first Anti-D shots during that pregnancy. He’d disappeared as soon as he knew his tiny image was stamped and dated in my womb. “We need the father’s blood type!” I didn’t know it. It was rare, it was a killer of mum, or baby in the womb, or both. I’d go on to have many, many more NDEs because of my blood type, but pregnant scared them witless. So, my rare blood was well known to our medics in my town. I’d already nearly died a few times, spent half my life in hospitals growing up, and reacted badly to a tetanus injection, requiring three penicillin shots to keep me alive age 14, because a nail went right through my foot. I was given an A Neg blood bank card to carry aged seventeen, pregnant with my first child in 1962 here, in the UK. “Their ability to completely convert A to O of the same rhesus type at very low enzyme concentrations in whole blood will simplify their incorporation into blood transfusion practice, broadening blood supply.” Among the genes encoded in our library of 19,500 expressed fosmids bearing gut bacterial DNA, we identify an enzyme pair from the obligate anaerobe Flavonifractor plautii that work in concert to efficiently convert the A antigen to the H antigen of O type blood, via a galactosamine intermediate.” “Here we report the functional metagenomic screening of the human gut microbiome for enzymes that can remove the cognate A and B type sugar antigens. according to the study in the 2nd link’s abstract: so whatever Rh (D) factor the blood starts as, it stays that way – positive or negative when it’s converted to O. the bacteria apparently do not remove the Rh (D) positive factor. they’re seeking also to do the same w/ type B blood antigens. hmm, some gut bacteria were found that seem to able convert/remove the A antigen and turn type A blood into essentially type O blood. “Researchers were able to find bacteria in the human gut that produce two enzymes stripping type A blood’s antigens turning it in to antigen free type O negative blood cells.įurther studies need to be conducted to insure all blood antigens are removed from the type A blood, but if proved successful, the conversion type A blood would revolutionize blood transfusions.” “Researchers from the University of British Columbia in Canada have found a way to convert Type A blood in to a universally accepted form, potentially doubling the amount of universally accepted blood available. Very interesting…seems like it might finally take some pressure off the O negs like myself.
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