Even though I used to live in a house where we would host a LAN gaming party every Wednesday night, except for those Wednesdays -when I could get the satisfaction of yelling down the hall after grenading a virtual foxhole full of comrades with "SUCK IT DOWN BITCHES !"- I outgrew the bulk of my gaming fascination with puberty. I did once get sucked into Diablo II to the point where it threatened the security of my job, at which point I never really pursued gaming again. While they're fun, I could never understand the reward people would get when sinking high percentages of their lives into them. Then again, I'm a freak who doesn't own a TV either, so maybe I'm just weird.
Regardless, I was overwhelmingly warmed (no pun intended) by
this story of a novel use of virtual reality gaming in order to ease the pain of physical therapy and treatment in severe burn patients. Sometimes the simplest solutions are the best :)
-=dave
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