Not since Mary Shelly’s Frankenstein has a doctor magically restored life to dead flesh using electricity, until now.

Dr. Frankenstein’s method was horrifically crude involving a lightning storm and neck bolts but strangely has much in common with the advanced research happening at Ohio State University Wexner Medical Research Center, minus a secret microchip. This microchip aided regenerative medicine that uses standard 110 volt electricity not lightning bolts, takes less than a second to administer. It assists the patient’s body in repairing itself by reprogramming compromised cells in affected areas.

Electronically injecting a unique blueprint for damaged cells to morph into. Much like Frankenstein himself, this technology has the potential to be misunderstood and is years away from being routine. And despite its potential for bringing dead and deformed tissue to life without the side effects of zipper stitches and patchwork skin tones, this technology will always have it’s critics that vilify it as techno mystical witchcraft.

"This process only takes less than a second and is non-invasive and then you’re off,” said Dr. Chandan Sen of Ohio State Wexner Medical Center. “The chip does not stay with you, and the reprogramming of the cell starts..." [ READ MORE ]

What potential harm could this silicon snake oil do and what are the potential consequences of biological manipulation? But fear of the unknown has always cobbled together mobs with torches and pitchforks to impede the progress of science and healing for patients.

Each smart microchip treatment electrically injects the host’s own clean DNA into the damaged areas bringing them back to life in their original construction. Imagine what we might be able to accomplish with this technology. We will rapidly heal burn and trauma victims restoring them to their pre-incident condition. We will cure diseases that involve hardening of organs that were either genetically or environmentally damaged. Diseases like cirrhosis of the liver will never again be the reason someone becomes an incidental cadaver waiting to be harvested.

So let’s drink to that.